Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 617 Calling
At the top of the mountain, it seems as if you can touch the sky with your hands.

The cold wind blew here so hard that it was almost impossible to stand.

Yuan Mingfei walked against the wind, taking every step steadily.

Once upon a time, this huge square was filled with thousands of monks and believers who came here for pilgrimage.

The red robe is like the sea, and the yellow hat is like the waves.

The sound of chanting resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and the brilliant Buddha's light shone in all directions.

But at this moment, everything has disappeared.

As all the high-ranking monks in the temple were slaughtered, a huge sect that once had thousands of disciples and millions of foreign Buddhist slaves was on the brink of destruction.

As long as the Sangyan Buddha completes her final "mission", the once glorious Sangyan Temple will immediately become the fattest cattle and sheep in the land.

At that time, the guests who have already sat down will not wait to stretch out their hands, peel off the skin and bones, and share the food.

As for the indigenous people, it won’t be long before new gods and Buddhas will fill the gaps in their faith, and new monks will once again put new shackles on them with their own hands.

The Fandi will also soon forget the so-called sacred mountain Sangyan, and the mountain under our feet will return to its original name, Mount Nanga.

By the time they crossed the vast square, Yuan Mingfei's body was already covered with ice and snow.

The moment she stepped over the threshold of the temple, the howling sound of the wind suddenly stopped.

In the temple where one could hear a pin drop, there were no pearl necklaces, no canopies of precious trees, only a dim oil lamp, the bean-sized flame of which made a slight crackling sound.

In the firelight that extended for ten feet in radius, Lingpa, dressed in white, sat cross-legged on a cushion with a calm and peaceful expression on his face.

There was no sign that she was now a caged beast and a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of others.

"I didn't expect you to actually come."

Lingjiapo opened his slightly closed eyes, a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his clear eyes were full of tenderness and kindness.

"You know I will definitely come, so why bother saying such things?"

Concubine Yuan Ming stood in front of the temple gate with an indifferent expression.

"You clearly knew that Sheji would attack Tianque, and you also knew that they had already transformed Xin'an into Jichang and ambushed Li Jun who was rushing to rescue him. That's why you came to me, because you knew very well that I would agree to your conditions in order to save Li Jun. Right?"

"wrong."

Unexpectedly, Lingpa shook his head slightly.

Yuan Mingfei calmly asked back: "What's wrong?"

"My mistake is that I didn't do as you said, absolutely sure that you would come today."

"why?"

Lingjia Po said slowly: "Because in my opinion, you are selfish. From the day you awakened your wisdom in the Buddha Kingdom and chose to rebel against the Jokhang Temple, you chose to live for yourself."

"Whether it was Chongqing Prefecture in the empire or the Japanese region outside the empire, you deliberately approached Li Jun just to seek someone to rely on. But now that you have achieved the third level of Buddhahood, you have the ability to protect yourself and don't need to rely on anyone. So I'm not sure you will come."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Mingfei looked at the other person deeply. Her originally tense body suddenly relaxed. She shook off the snow and sat down on the ground by the door.

“Lingapo, do you think you know me well?”

"I don't know you, but this is the right choice for you."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Yuan Ming smiled coldly and said sarcastically, "When did the Buddhist order start to figure out human nature?"

"Then what do you think the Buddhist order should be?"

Without waiting for Yuan Mingfei to speak, Lingjia Po answered his own question: "Now the world believes that the three religions and nine schools were founded by Emperor Yizong, and the Buddhist order was born because of this. In fact, this is wrong from beginning to end. Buddha has existed since ancient times, so how could he be born because of a mortal, and how could he be limited to a sequence?"

"As long as one can respect all Buddhas, praise the Tathagata, make extensive offerings, repent of karma, rejoice in merits, invite the Dharma wheel to turn, invite the Buddha to stay in the world, always follow the Buddha's teachings, always be kind to sentient beings, and dedicate all merits, one can transcend all confrontations and not be restricted by the so-called sequence. This is what it means to be a Buddha."

"Lingapo, of the ten principles you keep talking about, have any of the current Buddhist disciples achieved even a little bit?"

Yuan Mingfei retorted: "On the contrary, they respect the treasure, praise the powerful, keep many Buddhist slaves, are selfish and cowardly, bully the superiors and flatter the inferiors, covet power and pervert the law, live in the world to do evil, have no regard for Buddhist principles, enslave all living beings, seek longevity for themselves, hope that the order will be unobstructed, and desire that the Buddhist country will last forever. This is the Buddhist order now!"

"So we have all taken the wrong path. It was not when the Yellow Millet Dream appeared, nor was it about any rituals or methods. Instead, when Emperor Yizong established the so-called 'sequence', Buddhism had already gone astray. He is the greatest original sin and the source of all unrest."

"It happened thousands of years ago. What's the point of you talking about this?"

Concubine Yuan Ming said disdainfully: "And it's not us who are wrong, it's just you."

Lingapo did not comment and continued, "The sequence is a battlefield designed by humans. The so-called three religions and nine classes are just soldiers fighting in it. They struggle all their lives to abandon their humanity and degenerate from humans into beasts controlled by genes."

"Before the Ming Dynasty, we used to discuss ghosts and gods, monks and laymen, praying, making wishes, salvation, repentance, cause and effect, and the destiny of life and death in temples. But now, as you said, all of this has become empty."

"Before the Ming Dynasty, the people of the world still had the government and the country, the family and the country, the monarch and his subjects, the self and others, right and wrong, reason and reason, constant change, and the responsibility of the mountains and rivers. Now, it is all false."

Lingava spoke very slowly, and each word sounded particularly heavy.

"We are just the chaos before the gods come, the foreshadowing of the fall of the human world, and an existence that will eventually be forgotten."

"I can not understand what you say!"

Yuan Mingfei frowned, her mind was in chaos. She didn't know what these ambiguous words meant, nor did she understand what Lingjiapo's intention was in saying these words to her at this time.

"You will understand. When you take one more step on this path that is destined to go wrong, you will get a glimpse of the true face of this world."

Having said this, a deep bitterness suddenly appeared on Lingpa's face.

"It's a pity that I have seen it all, but I can't do anything. Instead, I am destined to become fuel for the fire of sin."

Her eyes fell on Concubine Yuan Mingfei.

"I chose you not because you were full of evil plots as you guessed, but because you still have the kindness in you."

Lingjia Po smiled and said, "I cannot save the world for my entire life. I can only choose to save one person for my entire life. This is the last thing I can do for Buddhism, and it is also my sacrifice to atone for my sins. Concubine Yuan Ming, I hope that one day you can find the true Buddha's heart and save all suffering beings."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise that was not real exploded in Yuan Mingfei's ears.

In an instant, Yuan Mingfei was in a daze and felt that everything around her had disappeared. She was sitting alone on the top of a desolate mountain, facing the world raging in wind and snow.

The thunder roared continuously, and the short flashes of lightning were trapped in the endless black clouds. The air was filled with the strong smell of blood and the sound of weapons clashing, there were the loud noises of gunfire, the sighs at the end of life, the pleasure of breaking the locks and advancing to the rank, there were wild laughter and pleas for mercy in the fight to break the rank, there were the cries and beggings of hunger, and the powerlessness and pain of separation from loved ones.

"Li Jun."

Yuan Mingfei closed her eyes and let out a faint call.

“Yuan Mingfei, I hope you can leave a piece of pure land for this miserable world.” Lingpa looked at Yuan Mingfei, who was floating cross-legged in the air in front of him, with great expectation, but his own figure slowly dissipated like a bubble.

The moment she completely disappeared, a strong impact exploded from this shabby temple, and the pillars on the top of the temple were instantly destroyed and thrown high into the sky.

The impact swept in all directions, stirring up the thick snow on the square like an avalanche.

The thunderclouds lingering in the sky were blown away, revealing a dark blue sky.

A ripple as if it were real spread across the sky, rapidly expanding into the distance.

"Why is she the one who broke the order and advanced? Damn it, this is going to be troublesome."

Zhang Siyuan's robes rustled in the impact. He turned back in horror and saw through the snow that figure floating in the center of the impact.

"Zhang Siyuan, get out of the way!"

Suddenly, a suffocating feeling of oppression came from behind, and the surging heart palpitations and Gene's sharp screams made Zhang Siyuan almost unable to move.

Veins bulged on Zhang Siyuan's forehead, his eyes widened angrily, he gritted his teeth, suppressed the instinct to escape, and forced his body to turn around.

In the sky without any clouds or mist blocking the view, the huge guardian gods of the Buddhist order surrounded the mountain, and the stars in the sky emerging in the distance were as bright as the moon.

Bright red granulations emerged from the cracks in the mountain visibly, spreading and multiplying rapidly.

Dream realms and Buddhist kingdoms that are invisible to the naked eye are intertwined together, like a deep sea with surging waves, making Zhang Siyuan feel suffocated.

"roll!"

Countless roars condensed into sound waves and hit him head-on, as if countless hands were pushing his body.

Zhang Siyuan's face was as pale as paper, but his five fingers were tightly clasping the longbow in his hand. His body was like a strong arrow and the bow string was like a full moon!

"I can't give in. Kill me if you dare!!!"

The sound of countless chanting of scriptures echoed in the city of Nagqu.

The dense crowd knelt in front of the dilapidated Golden Temple, with their hands folded, praying that the Buddha who had abandoned them would show some mercy and grant them a chance to atone for their sins.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the wilderness behind the Golden Temple. Even after traveling a long distance, it was still as shocking as thunder.

Amid the rumbling echo, countless heads that were buried deep in the sky raised themselves up at once, their eyes dazed by fear staring helplessly at the suddenly disappearing clouds and snow, as well as the bright stars hanging in the sky.

"Buddha has not abandoned us, no!"

A cheer of extreme excitement broke out in the crowd. In an instant, pairs of frozen eyes began to tremble rapidly, pouring out crystal tears and boundless ecstasy.

The sudden crying sound instantly became like a tsunami, and heads with dry and yellow hair rose and fell, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

In an unnoticed corner, an ordinary aboriginal woman suddenly stood up.

Her clothes were covered in dust, her limbs were covered with patches, and her forehead, covered with calluses, was dotted with blood.

But even such a seemingly extremely devout Buddhist believer did not have any joy in his eyes at this moment. Instead, he looked calmly at the majestic sacred mountain standing between heaven and earth in the distance.

"You guys are too noisy."

The woman spoke softly, but her voice seemed to have divine power, freezing the entire city of Nagqu.

In the dead silence, her whispering could be clearly heard.

"Yuan Mingfei, I will give you a lifetime of Buddhist affinity. You helped me survive the catastrophe of death. Now our karma is clear."

In Zhenbao Village, a group of young aboriginal men were shouting and punching, sweating profusely.

At this time, their boxing moves were no longer as simple and crude as before, but had a hint of majesty.

The lone Wu Xu, who had just regained his freedom not long ago, walked through the queue, observing every move of the young man with a serious look.

Suddenly, they all stopped in their tracks and looked up at the strange scene in the sky that was spreading across here. They clenched their fists and a cold and murderous aura emanated from their bodies uncontrollably.

Although the young men practicing boxing did not understand what was happening, they all felt a strong call and command, urging them to kneel down and kowtow in the direction of Nagqu City. They subconsciously moved closer to each other and huddled together, like a helpless flock of sheep huddled together when a blizzard came.

Ji Qing also felt the throbbing coming from deep inside his body, but his body did not move at all, nailed to the spot.

He slowly reached into his arms and took out the gift that Dunzhu had left for him from the pocket that his sister had sewed inside his robe.

As the cold liquid was injected into his body, Jiqing did not hear the sound of the copper lock shaking that the masters had talked about.

He just felt a fire burning in his heart.

The heat made Ji Qing forget all the noise and thoughts. He slowly clenched his right hand, took a step forward, and punched hard into the air in front of him!
boom!
In the ruins of a temple, Dunzhu leaned over and punched the monk at his feet one after another, hitting his face into a bloody mess. He grabbed a piece of his wisdom and pulled it out, then threw it aside.

After doing all this, he was extremely exhausted but did not fall down. Instead, he looked up at the sky.

His shirtless body was covered with scars, but deep in his eyes there seemed to be a flame burning.

Fearless and fearless.

Not far away, Zhao Qingxia was also looking at the impact that was still spreading further away with a serious expression.

"Uncle Zhao."

Li Hua stood on his shoulder with a frown on her face.

"Where is my uncle?"

call!
A gigantic monster rushed out of the sea of ​​clouds, and its scarlet eyes fell on the dark ruined city below.

The strong smell of blood could be clearly heard even at such a high altitude.

"Brother Chen, this Jichang"

Before Moqijing finished his worried words, a dazzling silver light flashed across his sight.

The whole body is covered with silver-white ink armor, and green and red Taoist patterns are wrapped around the arms.

Chen Qisheng was like a ray of sword light falling from the sky, piercing through a dilapidated building covered with veins and vines, and crashing into a field of flesh and blood that was wriggling like waves.

boom!
Chen Qisheng stood in the deep pit, and the true energy and divine consciousness that poured out condensed into a series of azure Zhenwu heroic spirits.

"Old Li, don't fucking sleep!"

(End of this chapter)