Tao and Heaven

Chapter 261: Xumi Monks Kneeling to Welcome
Mount Xumi. Whenever there is a Buddhist meeting, monks from all over the country gather. Millions of monks walk along the road like a flock of sheep, kneeling as they take steps, converging towards the sacred mountain.

Gu Wen wore a bamboo hat with a veil covering his figure, and he disappeared among the crowd.

There was a rumor that the golden body of Buddha could save the world, and he realized that his trip was worthwhile.

Before reaching the foot of Lingshan Mountain, there are forests of pagodas, countless temples and tens of millions of monks on both sides of the Hundred Miles Avenue.

In those temples, there are more than a hundred thousand golden Buddhas, and the golden bodies weigh more than tens of millions tons.

There is a large black iron scale at the entrance of every temple. Visitors to the temple put their gold and silver treasures on the scale. The monks close their eyes and silently chant Amitabha, while holding the Buddhist beads in their left hand and counting the gold and silver with their right hand.

Gu Wen observed for a long time, and only heard one sentence, "It's just fate for me, the donor's fate is not enough, please go back."

It turns out that you have to pay money to become a monk. Perhaps this is the only way to support so many monks.

The millions of monks who do not work at the foot of Lingshan Mountain are a bottomless pit. Buddhist practice is different from Taoism and demonism. Many monks have read scriptures for their whole lives but are still mortals. They eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

Unlike most Taoist practitioners, who are not afraid of cold or heat once they enter the foundation-building stage, and who breathe the wind and drink the dew once they enter the golden elixir stage.

Buddhist practitioners refine their minds and thoughts to comprehend the Buddha's attainment.

Correspondingly, the number of people practicing Buddhism is hundreds of times that of Taoism, and anyone with some family background can enter a temple and become a monk.

Even in modern society it is difficult to feed so many people who just eat and do nothing.

The sound of chanting rose and fell like the tides and waves, and then a distant bell sound came from Lingshan, carrying all the wishes and the sound of chanting, and floating the distant Buddha's will to the nine heavens.

Taoism cultivates Qi, Buddhism cultivates mind, and magic cultivates the body.

This is a rough division of the three religions, and it is also a very straightforward explanation. It is true that Taoism also has the primordial spirit, Buddhism also has the body training, and the magic sect also has the qi training.

But if we trace back to the origins, most of those who have reached the top of the three religions all follow this rule: the Buddha's sword emphasizes intention and overwhelms others with force.

Gu Wen plucked a wisp of incense with his fingertips and put it into his mouth to savor it carefully.

It is a mixture of spiritual energy and desire. It is considered a dirty air for Taoism, which pursues the utmost purity, and it should also be considered a poison for the evil sect.

If you go deeper into it, you can feel the vastness of Buddhism.

The power of will already has an effect similar to that of spiritual energy, but it is still based on spiritual energy and needs to be mixed with spiritual energy to be formed.

The power of incense is 50% or even more stronger than ordinary spiritual power, but the price is endless desire.

Where there is success, there is failure.

The breath of a small person's Buddhist Dharma is one inch long, and when he grows two inches long, his Buddhist Dharma will improve.

He learned the method of willpower, and the little man in his Qi sea clasped his hands together and bowed, and a special thought appeared towards himself.

"Amitabha, it seems that the donor has a connection with my Buddha."

A pleasant female voice was heard, and Gu Wen turned around and saw a beautiful nun walking up to him.

He was a little dazed, thinking of an old friend, but then quickly left.

The nun in front of him was very different from the Jade Sword Buddha in every way except for her clothing and gender.

The white robe, which was tied around the waist like a cassock, was fitted tightly to the body and outlined the curves of the body in a graceful manner. Her face was rosy and her eyes were like autumn water.

There was an air of holiness all over her body, except for her eyes, which were full of charm.

She doesn't look like a proper nun, but there is no rule that Buddhists should wrap themselves tightly.

He must have sensed the power of vow that had just been released from his body, so he came to make friends with him.

"But I do have a connection with nuns."

Gu Wen still doesn’t recognize many monks, but he knows many nuns, one after another.

The nun in white robes said, "You have realized a ray of Buddha's meaning. Would you mind showing it to me?"

Gu Wen shook his head, and the nun in white immediately showed disappointment, but then she stopped being angry and said, "You must be here to pay homage. I wonder where you are from, and if you are interested in joining my Buddhist community?"

She couldn't tell the cultivation level of the person hiding his body in front of her, so she thought he must be some powerful person who was interested in Buddhism.

There are such people in every Buddhist conference. In order to seek breakthroughs, they practice other methods, and find that these methods are quite compatible with themselves, so they gradually enter Buddhism.

There are also those who shave their heads and become monks in order to find a legitimate identity.

Since the Immortal Qingcang, there have been more and more such people. Especially in the magic world, at least one-third of the great masters have entered Buddhism, so that the strength of major temples has suddenly expanded a lot.

Gu Wen asked, "What Buddha?"

"Happy Buddha, enter my Buddhist sect, day and night, every moment, every minute, practice dual cultivation and attain enlightenment."

The nun in white had a seductive voice and she didn't care at all that there were many monks around her.

Gu Wen could tell early on that the other party's skills were not legitimate, but when the nun said it in public, he was still amused. He asked, "The other two sects have dual cultivation, so how is your Buddhist sect different?"

The nun said, "The Daoist sect believes in marriages of destiny, and seeks those whose bodies and souls are compatible. Most of them advocate consistency. The demon sect, on the other hand, emphasizes quantity over quality, and keeps women in captivity like livestock. Now, it has also been destroyed by the Daoist sect."

Gu Wen nodded and said, "Indeed, Qianfeng Tower has never had any pornographic content. Many brothels dare not sell prostitution openly."

He and Akabane went to more than one brothel, because brothels offer food, drink and entertainment. And most of the spirit wine is only available in brothels, and can only be drunk in places like Qianfenglou.

Therefore, although Gu Wen still has a pure yang body, he is quite familiar with the customs and practices of the cultivation world.

As in previous lives, prostitution has gone underground.

The degree of secrecy depends on the local security. For example, in Bujing City, those who live in the Tianzi Room will have maids to sleep with them.

The food is so delicious.

"It seems that you understand very well, but I am different. The spiritual girls I practice with are all disciples of the Buddha, pure as virgins, and do not ask you to be faithful to one person forever."

The nun in white pointed her slender finger at her red lips and said in a very charming way: "With your cultivation, if you enter my Buddhahood, you can get a beautiful virgin every day."

"If you act this way, aren't you afraid that Dao Zong will destroy you?"

Gu Wen looked surprised. It was a bit too much to have a virgin every day.

In the past, a certain religion only dared to produce 72 virgins, but Buddhism could produce one virgin a day.

Is this treating the people as livestock?

The nun in white thought she was moved and immediately explained, "There are hundreds of millions of people in Florida, and there are many women offered as sacrifices, and these women are willing. As long as you get the blessing of the guru, you can marry into a rich family in the future."

"Even if they join the Buddhist sect to practice, it is better than leaving them outside. Mortals focus on men and women, while practitioners focus on yin and yang."

Gu Wen asked, "Did you also enter Taoism through this method?"

As soon as these words came out, the beautiful face of the nun in white froze, and she looked a little embarrassed. She said, "I have been a Buddhist since I was young, and I have not lost my primordial yin."

"Does the completed Yuan Yin also count as Yuan Yin?"

"..."

The nun in white clenched her teeth slightly and could no longer keep a good expression.

Considering that he couldn't see through Gu Wen's cultivation level, he turned around and left silently.

The law of the jungle has never changed in the cultivation world, even now. It's just not so naked. You can't kill people in the streets in major cities, and you can't kill people openly and leave a name. But when you actually fight, there are many explanations, and there are always places that Dao Zong can't control.

No one can guarantee that they won't be attacked when they go out.

The nun left and Gu Wen continued walking forward. He passed countless temples and pagodas, and the road in front of him became narrower and narrower.

The mountain path is covered with rotten wood, and the Buddhist temple is hidden in misery.

An old monk was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in the middle of the road. He had attained the status of Arhat and was cultivating the Mahayana.

Kuyin Buddhist Temple, a hermit sect in Buddhism, gathers a group of ascetic monks who do not eat incense. It is also the third neutral Buddhist force besides the Hinayana sect headed by Fojian.

They do not favor anyone, but guard the road leading to the Golden Buddha Temple.

The Buddha Sword was difficult to understand, but Gu Wen had a vague understanding as he walked along the mountain path. There was an inexplicable Dao rhyme on the mountain path, like a heavenly calamity, almost condensed into substance.

The entire mountain road was transformed by disaster.

Things in the world are unpredictable. If you block all the roads, you don't know how many roads will be opened. It is better to leave two roads. At least they are visible and controllable.

There are tribulations in becoming an immortal, there are tribulations in becoming a saint, and perhaps there are tribulations in becoming a great saint as well.

Gu Wen walked past him, and the Mahayana Arhat only felt a wisp of breeze passing by.

Then, all the Kuyin Buddhist temples were like this. Halfway through the journey, an old monk in plain clothes, as thin as a dead tree, appeared.

The true Buddha's attainment is comparable to that of immortals.

The old monk bowed slightly and said, "Amitabha, Jade Pure Heavenly Venerable is here to visit. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person."

Gu Wen said: "There are quite a lot of immortals in Buddhism. The previous generation of Buddha Sword was only half a step away. You are already an immortal, and I don't know how many more there are in secret."

When he was in the Immortal Land, countless powerful people tried their best to become immortals, even if it meant losing face. And when he walked out of the Immortal Land, it seemed that all he saw and heard were immortals.

He knew that it was not that there were more immortals, but as a minor saint, even immortals could not escape his eyes. On the contrary, if he had no cultivation, he would not know that the old Taoist behind him was a Mahayana cultivator.

Height determines vision.

"Buddhism does not call people immortal. I am just a person who has attained enlightenment under the seat of the True Buddha. The Heavenly Venerable can call me by my Dharma name."

The old monk corrected him, saying that this was a normal vocabulary error, Buddha, immortals and demons were not the same thing, they were the same in a broad sense, but different in essence.

It is indeed wrong to describe Buddha as an immortal, as this statement has some derogatory connotations.

Any other Daoist master would not make such a mistake, Immortal Qingcang would correct himself, but Gu Wen just looked at him quietly.

Although Gu Wen did not reveal any aura, his eyes were calm and he stared at the old monk indifferently, until he could no longer suppress the panic in his heart, he said in an indifferent voice: "Buddha is the Tao, how can it be different?"

The old monk's mouth was slightly open, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat. Even though he had thousands of Buddhist principles in his mind, he could hardly utter a word.

Suddenly, a ray of Buddha's light descended from the mountain, and the old monk's aura changed drastically in an instant. His hunched back gradually straightened, and a point of Buddha's light appeared between his eyebrows.

Gu Wen understood where the true Buddha of Buddhism came from. It was not the true Buddha in the real sense, but an existence similar to the Lord of the Cave Heaven and the immortal position. These bald donkeys should be called fruit position.

The old monk bowed his head slightly and said, "Amitabha, those who practice Qigong in the Xuanmen sect become immortals, swallowing clouds and breathing out mist, and controlling all the ways. Those who become Buddhas in the Buddhist sect use their bodies as small boats to carry all living beings."

"To carry the burden of all living beings, one needs gold and silver. This Buddhist sect is really carrying a heavy burden."

Gu Wen walked forward, and the old monk slightly blocked his way and said, "The Dharma should not be passed on lightly, and it should not be passed on cheaply. And if you shave your head to become a monk, you should not only shave the hair on your head, but also shave the Dharma in your heart. Tianzun may be proficient in Taoism, but when it comes to Buddhism, I am even better."

He bowed slightly, and then said word by word: "This is the Buddha's temple, please don't cause trouble, please ask the Immortal Qingcang to surrender before coming again."

Gu Wen's eyes were indifferent; he didn't want to cause trouble.

Because Yu Hua had made arrangements, because the Buddha's Dharma was more powerful, and because he also wanted to go down the mountain to have a sip of Immortal Drunk.

But why should we hide it now? What's the point of practicing if we are so hesitant?

Rumble!
The sky suddenly cracked open, and the faint Buddha light was blown away.

Gu Wen and the old monk looked up and saw a thousand-foot-long golden dragon tumbling among the clouds. A Taoist in green stood on the dragon's head, overlooking the Buddhist kingdom.
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"Amitabha, I don't know where you are from. If you are not attending the Buddhist meeting today, please come back another day."

A Bodhisattva stepped into the air holding a Buddhist bell. As soon as he finished speaking, an infinite giant hand descended, covering the universe. There were only bone-shaking sounds that made one's scalp numb, and the Bodhisattva fell down like a clay doll.

The spectators from all directions were silent, and all the monks in the Buddhist kingdom were stunned.

Who on earth is this person who is so arrogant that he dares to cause trouble in the holy land of Buddhism? Do you really think that under the rule of Immortal Qingcang, the law is omnipotent?

Except for the Taoist Sanqing Mountain, most of the laws can be implemented with 40% of the law, which is considered extremely strict. When facing a first-class sect where the Heavenly Lord is in charge, the laws can be used by the Heavenly Lord with just a little manipulation.

Moreover, Mount Xumi is a holy place of Buddhism, at least equivalent to one of the Three Pure Ones. It can even be said that any of the Three Pure Ones alone would find it difficult to compete with Mount Xumi.

After a moment, another Bodhisattva with even greater strength came out riding on a white lion.

He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Daoist friend, your move is a killing move. Are you not willing to let my Buddhist sect go..."

Before he could finish his words, a golden dragon swept down, entangled and strangled the white lion. The Bodhisattva escaped, but was captured by a hand that broke through the void the next moment.

The Taoist in green grabbed his shoulders, then exerted a little force, and white clouds condensed into the ground, and the Bodhisattva was forced to his knees.

"You are only worthy of speaking to me while kneeling."

Strong! Extremely strong.

The Bodhisattva sitting on the white lion was originally the left attendant of the Main Hall, that is, the left hand of the Buddha, and was the Bodhisattva with the highest level of practice in Mount Xumi.

Now he was forced to his knees by a Taoist priest who appeared out of nowhere.

Chi Yuzi's fighting power has reached the pinnacle, and with the blessing of Gu Wen, in a sense, he is also half a cave master. His strength is no longer what it used to be, and he is not much weaker than an immortal.

The left attendant asked in horror: "Who on earth are you?"

"I am the Red Dust Master, the Jade Pure Heavenly Master."

The Taoist in green burped for no apparent reason, then he produced a wine gourd, tilted his head back and swallowed the wine in two gulps, then wiped the corner of his mouth.

The ordinary face was filled with boundless madness, and he said loudly:

"All the monks of Mount Sumeru, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, come out and kneel to welcome the deity."

Jade Pure Heavenly Lord? !
Everyone was stunned. Most of them still didn't know what Jade Pure Heavenly Venerable looked like. Now that they had seen him, they would probably never forget him.

They have all come to Mount Sumeru to kill us.

The various forces that came to watch the ceremony looked silently at the Bodhisattvas and Arhats, and all withdrew from Mount Sumeru tacitly.

The current Heavenly Lord who rules the world can be described as the Supreme. Dao Zong's prestige is too great, how can the reincarnation of the Buddha compare to the 800 years of Qing Cang Xianren's rule.

Hundreds of powerful people from all walks of life bowed their heads and said in unison, "Welcome to the Jade Pure Heavenly Venerable."

The Taoist in green clothes said, "You are participating in the Buddhist meeting with impure intentions, so you should kneel down too!"

"..."

This Jade Pure Heavenly Venerable always feels like a rather peculiar style.

(End of this chapter)