Datang Lianzhong Sanyuan, shocked to hear that my father killed a dragon in a dream

Chapter 63 Taoism and Buddhism, Black Mosquitoes Awaken Golden Cicadas

Inside the Jinshan Temple.

Wei Shuyu and Chen Guangrui met Abbot Kongming together.

Chen Guangrui chatted with Abbot Kong Ming about Chen Jiangliu.

"Jiang Liu'er is the best disciple the poor monk has ever seen. Although he is only six years old, given time, he will surely be famous in Chang'an and our Tang Dynasty!"

"There have been nine outstanding monks in my Buddhist school. They became famous when they were young, and they went west when they were adults. It's a pity..." Abbot Kong Ming showed a trace of sadness on his face.

At this time, the bottom of the quicksand river is eight hundred miles away.

A water demon was sleeping on its stomach in the sand, but suddenly sneezed several times.

"Weird, I will get sick too?" The water demon touched the rosary of nine human skulls hanging around his neck, turned over, and slept on the sand in a more comfortable posture.

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Chen Guangrui was chatting with Abbot Kong Ming, while Wu Meiniang accompanied Yin Wenjiao to walk around the Jinshan Temple, admiring the snow.

Wei Shuyu went out of the Buddhist hall alone, and happened to see the little Tang monk showing off wooden horses, rosary beads, and wooden fish with several novice monks of the same age.

The current Tang Seng is a child after all, and it is a child's nature to love to play.

Wei Shuyu just watched quietly.

Not long after, Li Chunfeng slowly appeared behind Wei Shuyu, also staring at Chen Jiangliu.

"Chunfeng, what do you think?" Wei Shuyu asked aloud.

Li Chunfeng stared at Chen Jiangliu for a long time before he said: "He is full of light, the Brahma light of Buddhism, and he has such a strong Buddha nature, which is rare in Chunfeng's life."

"If it grows up, I'm afraid no one in my Taoist sect can match it!"

"Haha, it's him after all!"

Wei Shuyu and Li Chunfeng walked in Jinshan Temple, admiring the snowflakes all over the sky, passing the gazebo, the lake was frozen, and the snow was deep.

The two sat quietly in the gazebo, brought a coal stove, boiled water, made tea, and enjoyed the snow.

"People say that Buddhism is a quiet place, but I don't know, there is always some discomfort in my heart."

"The main hall is resplendent and magnificent, and the Buddha's dharma is all made of gold. It's a majestic treasure temple, but I only see the blood of countless human races under the golden body..." Wei Shuyu said slowly.

Li Chunfeng was silent.

The snow is still falling, and the tea in the gazebo has been boiled, making a gurgling sound, and the world seems so silent at this moment.

"They like to do this. The suffering in this life will be rewarded in the next life."

"But those people still need to be judged after passing the Huangquan Road to the Netherworld after death. After drinking Mengpo soup, they forget all the sufferings in this life, and they will continue to be cows and horses in the next life!"

"What about Taoism, what does Taoism say?" Wei Shuyu looked at Li Chunfeng.

"Humanism, pay attention to swallowing a golden elixir into the stomach, my life is up to me, this is the golden elixir road he created for the human race."

"Explaining and teaching, pay attention to the world and all things, clarify the truth, explain the changes of rules, and educate all spirits."

"Jiejiao, a truncated character is its essence, intercepting a ray of life for all things in the world!"

Li Chunfeng's answer is more objective. Whether it is the golden elixir, clarifying the truth, or intercepting a glimmer of life, he has cultivated many talents for the human race.

"The three teachings of Xuanmen are all one word of Taoism. Practice in this life and cultivate yourself!"

Wei Shuyu listened to Li Chunfeng's more objective answer, and nodded in agreement.

"Tian Xingjian, the human race will continue to strive for self-improvement!"

"Man will conquer the sky!"

"It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, this is what I firmly believe!"

Li Chunfeng listened to Wei Shuyu's words, and nodded in agreement, "However, there are too many foreign things. If the three ancestors, three emperors and five emperors of our human race are all there, how can our human race be in such a state?"

"The confinement of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns is just to better seize the luck of the human race."

"They don't want to see the human race have their own beliefs and strength, and they want the human race to rely on them..."

"Young Master and Jiejiao?" Li Chunfeng asked slowly.

"I don't hesitate to say that it is appreciation, um...compared with other religions, at least it is more true."

"He helps my human race, and I help Jiejiao. They complement each other and complement each other."

The sky gradually dimmed down, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, showing no sign of stopping.

The snow outside was already three feet deep, and it was difficult for the carriages and horses to move. No matter what, they couldn't go back today.

Abbot Kongming prepared two guest rooms for Chen Guangrui, Yin Wenjiao, Wei Shuyu and Wu Meiniang to stay overnight.

Buddhist temples have always had no rules for staying overnight with pilgrims, but who made Chen Guangrui Tang Monk's father and Wei Shuyu Tang Monk's uncle?
At night, when the snow was getting lighter, Wei Shuyu hugged Wu Meiniang's slender and graceful body early and fell asleep.

On a dark and windy night, a black mosquito shuttles silently in Jinshan Temple.

Taoist Mosquito used his natal supernatural powers, tore apart the void, turned into a plume of black smoke, and rushed into the monk's room.

Daoist Mosquito hung in mid-air, watching the five or six-year-old Chen Jiangliu, whose inheritance from the depths of his blood continued to emerge.

Taoist Mosquito slowly revealed his real body, and the six wings on his back were engraved with mysterious Taoist patterns, shining brightly.

A drop of dark blood brewed from the six wings on the back of Taoist Mosquito.

Daoist Mosquito's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. He had devoured so many treasures of heaven and earth over the years, half of which was consumed by just one drop of blood!
"The primordial blood is used as a guide, restraining each other, and awakening the true spirit in the deepest part of your blood!"

"Wake up, my little cutie!" Mosquito Taoist pursed his lips and smiled.

I saw this drop of dark blood merged into the center of Chen Jiangliu's eyebrows, and then Chen Jiangliu's whole body glowed brightly.

Seeing this, Taoist Mosquito immediately turned into a plume of black smoke and rushed into Jiang Liu'er's sea of ​​consciousness.

In Jiang Liu'er's sea of ​​consciousness, there is a towering bodhi tree, bursting with mantra sounds, and a strange fragrance lingers on the nostrils.

And on the thick branch of Bodhi, there is a golden cicada with six wings on the back.

However, this golden cicada's body has shriveled, and the lines on the six wings on its back have become extremely blurred.

"Six-winged golden cicada, it's time to wake up." Daoist Mosquito revealed the real body of a six-winged black mosquito in Jiangliu Sea of ​​Consciousness, and also flew to the branch.

The dark blood drops melted into the shriveled Jin Chan's body, and the naked eyes could see that Jin Chan's shriveled body became plump, and the blurred lines of the six wings on the back began to become clear.

The six-winged black mosquito and the six-winged golden cicada have the same origin to some extent!
Taoist Mosquito's move is equivalent to injecting part of his own origin into the body of the six-winged golden cicada.

Jin Chan's body kept getting fuller, and her dead wings moved slightly.

hum!Buzz!

The wings of the six-winged golden cicada began to flap, and it flew away from the bodhi branch.

The Six-winged Golden Cicada slowly opened its eyes, its expression was a little tired, and its voice was extremely weak, "I... how long have I been asleep?"

"I don't know." Daoist Mosquito answered simply.

"I didn't expect... you woke me up?"

"Thinking too much, you wake up, it's up to you, slip away." Taoist Mosquito saw the true spirit of the Six-winged Golden Cicada wake up, and didn't stay any longer, turned into a wisp of black smoke, and left quietly.

The six-winged golden cicada flew to the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, and began to cultivate its own origin, competing with the bodhi tree for vitality.

"Damn old bald donkey, you have exhausted my origin!" Six-winged Golden Cicada cursed from the bottom of her heart while recovering.

learn from mistakes.

Facing the saint, the Six-winged Golden Cicada decided to get up first, "I am Chen Jiangliu, and Chen Jiangliu is me!"

(End of this chapter)