From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 554: The Three Aspects of Buddha
“Not in the present, not in the future”

Li Yang pondered over Mijue Dorje's words and secretly sensed their profound meaning.

Like Taoism, the Buddhist sect always likes things that seem to be true but are not, making people feel that they are mysterious and powerful.

This thing is called gatha in Buddhism and maxim in Taoism.

"Master Yanxiao, with your great cultivation, how dare I say that I can cure it? I can only say that there is a way to alleviate the disease."

Mijue Dorje smiled slightly but was not annoyed.

After saying this, Mijue Dorje immediately floated up until he was at the same height as the statue of Guangji Dragon King behind him. He bowed respectfully, then wiped the dust off the hands of Guangji Dragon King Bodhisattva and slowly took out a square object.

Li Yang was amazed. In the Buddhist legend, the Guangji Dragon King is one of the many incarnations of Manjushri Bodhisattva, but the statue enshrined has actually shed its dragon form. It is usually shown with both hands holding a sceptre, which demonstrates its dual mission as the God of Wealth and the Guardian God. It also incorporates some Taoist elements, which fits the folk belief and expectation of "all wishes will be granted".

For example, the Guangji Dragon King statue on the first floor was like this, but the Guangji Dragon King statue on the second floor held a book in one hand and a pestle in the other, which was very different from ordinary Dragon King statues, but he didn't notice it just now.

Mijue Dorje floated down, held up the things in his hands and presented them to Li Yang.

This is a box of about ten centimeters, made of gold and iron. The outside is hollowed out and engraved with intricate and exquisite patterns, and is decorated with red and green gems. A breath of history immediately comes to the face.

"This is the relic left behind when the first Zhenzong Gendunpa passed away. It is a Brahma treasure that can protect the body from being disturbed by external demons. If you practice physical cultivation and wear this treasure, it can protect your body and destiny, and you can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Open the iron box, and you will see a yellow pill-shaped object lying quietly inside.

Li Yang looked at Mijue Duoji with some doubt.

It’s not because the baby is bad, but because it’s too good!

Just by getting close, the moment Mijue Doji opened the iron box, Li Yang felt his weak blood and energy become heavier.

Moreover, the most precious thing about this relic is not its practical value, but its symbolic meaning.

The relics left by the first generation of Zhenzong have the same status in the Buddhist sect as the golden elixir left by the Taoist Taishang Laojun, which can cause those old Taoists who claim to be indifferent to the world to fight to the death.

Mijue Dorje seemed to see through Li Yang's doubts and smiled faintly: "The treasure is just a dusty clay sculpture in the hands of the statue. If it falls into the hands of monks outside the temple, it will only cause greed and anger. Only in the hands of the True Lord will the treasure's glory not be lost."

Li Yang frowned and asked tentatively: "You, are complete?"

Mijue Dorje was originally a disciple who had served Zhenzong for a thousand years, and protected the initiations and awakenings of successive generations of Zhenzong. Later, due to his greed for immortality, he devoured and absorbed eight generations of reincarnated child prodigies. As he was unable to digest their fate, they were separated into black and white in the snow mountains. The black one inherited great magic power, and the white one inherited great wisdom.

Li Yang doubted very much that the current Mijue Dorje had completely absorbed the memories and wisdom of the previous eight generations of Zhenzong. Otherwise, how could he know the location of the Buddhist treasures of the first generation of Zhenzong?

"The heaven and earth are not perfect, so how can I be perfect?" Mijue Dorje smiled faintly.

Li Yang nodded and said without hesitation: "Okay, Relic, I'll accept it. This is a favor I owe to the Brahma Sect."

"You don't have to promise, the cause and effect have already been determined. You saved our sect in the snowy mountains, and stepped forward to protect this world when the foreign demons were wreaking havoc. This item is destined to belong to you."

Upon hearing this, Li Yang stopped talking, bowed, turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

When he reached the corner of the stairs, Li Yang paused, turned around and said:
"Master, do you think your Buddha has anticipated this catastrophe?"

Mikyo Dorje put his hands together and said: "If you want to know the past cause, look at its present result; if you want to know the future result, look at its present cause."

"You are quite familiar with Buddhist scriptures." Li Yang smiled faintly and went downstairs.

On the first floor, Gao Miao did not leave. His eyes swept across the Buddha statues on the wall. He kowtowed and bowed respectfully with a complicated and heavy expression, over and over again.

Li Yang looked at Gao Miao. On his chest, the phantom of the Sanskrit word was shining faintly again.

"To know the past cause, look at its present result; to know the future result, look at its present cause..."

Looking at Gao Miao's strange behavior, thinking of little Zhuoma outside the hall and Mijue Dorje upstairs, Li Yang frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

Compared to when he first arrived at Mount Wutai a month ago, all his injuries have healed, and every time a lotus blossoms in the depths of his pupils, his cultivation has advanced further. Gao Miao did not hear the sound of Li Yang coming down the stairs, nor did he hear the sound of Li Yang leaving the hall. He was very confused now.

Kowtow, stand up, kowtow again... repeat this process over and over again.

"Master Gao Miao, how long has it been since you last worshipped a Buddha statue?"

A very abrupt question rang in his ears. Gao Miao was startled and turned around. Mijue Doji in white had come down from upstairs without him knowing.

"How long? I don't remember... Fourteen years, maybe..." Gao Miao knelt on the futon and lowered his head: "There are not many Buddhist temples in Qiongzhou."

Gao Miao knew about the magical power of the Sanskrit shadows in his body long ago. Whenever he visited Buddhist statues or ancient temples, the Sanskrit shadows in his body would become more solid and bring him many benefits.

Gao Miao was earlier introduced to Mount Wutai by Zen Master Chang Zhen, who took him to visit all the ancient temples in the mountains. It was because of this that he entered the innate state and realized the Great Seal of the Vajra King.

At that time, Zen Master Chang Zhen called him a natural born Buddha, who was destined to spread Buddhism just like Master Tripitaka in the Tang Dynasty.

There are not many Buddhist temples in Qiongzhou, and Gao Miao has never worshipped Buddha, so he has made no progress in his ten years of cultivation.

Ke He left half a month ago and went to the front line in Qiongzhou to prepare for the battle against the extraterritorial demons.

So, he worshipped Buddha here again.

"Why, why have I already worshipped hundreds of Buddha statues? But my cultivation still hasn't improved?!" Gao Miao looked at Mijue Dorje in white with red eyes.

"That is the Buddha in the temple. What I am asking about is the Buddha in my heart."

"With greed and anger in your heart, your Buddha's heart is covered with dust. Master Gao Miao, even if you worship all the Buddha statues on the mountain, what is the use?"

Mijue Dorje sighed slightly and clasped his hands together.

Hearing this, Gao Miao paused and held his head in pain.

"Hello, is anyone in there? Did a chef call me in?"

"Is anyone there? No one, I'm out..."

The wooden door of the hall in the dust was pushed open with a creak, and a girl with a high ponytail poked her head into the hall, looking around curiously.

Until I saw Gao Miao kneeling in front of the statue, and Mijue Dorje dressed in white beside him.

The moment the three of them looked at each other, a breeze suddenly blew in the entire empty and lonely hall, causing thousands of statues on the wall to tremble and shake, as if the earth was shaking.

"This world's true sect, you are finally here."

Mijue Dorje put his hands together and smiled slightly.
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At the same time, outside the temple, except for Losandini, a group of lamas and monks were in chaos.

Because at this moment, a dull and solemn bell sound suddenly rang out on the second floor of the main hall, and then spread to all the temples in Mount Wutai.

As the bell rang, all the novice lamas and monks in Mount Wutai felt their hearts skip a beat. At this moment, they all stopped what they were doing and silently chanted the Buddha's name.

"How is it possible? The giant bell has been passed down since the Song Dynasty, and the bell tongue was lost a hundred years ago. How could it ring today?"

An old monk from Mount Wutai looked incredulous and chanted the Buddha's name.

Losandini kept pinching the Buddhist beads in his hand, as if he knew what was going on in the hall, and his old face trembled.

Li Yang lowered his eyes and looked towards the door of the hall. The Nanming Sword almost manifested in response.

At this moment, he clearly felt that there was an ancient and vast aura swirling and rising in the hall.

That is a power that does not belong to this world at this time, it is incredible and unspeakable.

(End of this chapter)