Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 257 Monkey Learning Zen
On the East China Sea, the waves were turbulent, one wave after another. The huge waves crashed on the rocks on the sea, and many small rocks were broken into pieces.

This is a forbidden area for most living beings. In ancient times, even Jingwei, the daughter of the Earth Emperor, was buried in the sea. This almost caused a war between humans and dragons.

Not to mention mortals, even monks with lower cultivation levels dare not come to the East China Sea. The waves in the East China Sea in the immortal world are even more turbulent. Most people below the level of true immortals will die if they enter.

But on this violent sea, a bamboo raft was drifting smoothly, with a monkey lying on it, crossing its legs, eating fruit one bite at a time, looking extremely comfortable.

But gradually, a heavy fog suddenly appeared on the sea, and it was hard to see even the fingers of one's hand, but the monkey did not panic.

He didn't know how long he had been drifting on the sea, and he had never encountered such a heavy fog before.

The monkey said that if you should eat and drink, you can overcome any obstacle.

Along the way, the monkey encountered dangers. There was a huge wave crashing towards him, but for some reason, it disappeared when it approached him, as if the huge wave was fake.

Another time, a big fish tens of feet long came to bite the monkey, but a sea beast suddenly passed by and swallowed the big fish on the spot, again without any danger.

After experiencing this kind of thing a lot, the monkey will have nothing to fear.

He is a spiritually intelligent stone monkey, and his innate magical power is the ability to change. He can know the time of the sky, the location, and the ability to move stars and change battles.

The most important thing about this innate magical power is intelligence. Otherwise, even if the monkey has accumulated hundreds of millions of years and has all-round aptitudes, but does not have enough understanding, how can it be possible to cultivate Taiyi in less than a hundred years?

Now that the monkey understood clearly, it seemed that he would not be in danger. Now the monkey was completely relaxed. He no longer had awe of the sea, but became more eager to try.

The monkeys now go to the sea to catch two fish from time to time to improve their food.

The bamboo raft was still going on, for an unknown amount of time, when it suddenly seemed to hit something, the bamboo raft stopped suddenly, and under the action of inertia, the monkey couldn't stand still, and jumped out of the bamboo raft, falling like a dog and eating shit.

But the steel and iron bones of the monkey just fell down, and it didn't feel anything at all. The monkey stood up as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the surrounding dense fog gradually dissipated, and the monkey discovered that he appeared on land.

Looking around, the ground is covered with yellow sand. The bright sun in the sky is shining brightly, making the yellow sand slightly warm. Looking back, the sea and the bamboo raft have disappeared, as if the monkeys were here originally. There is no sea and no bamboo raft.

The monkey was a little panicked. He looked around and shouted loudly: "Where is this place? Is it the Immortal Island?"

The words spoken were not human words, but demon language. This is something that has been imprinted on the deepest bloodline of all demon clans since Kunpeng founded the demon language.

Although monkeys have no cultivation base, they are indeed congenitally sacred. Because the prehistoric world has not weakened, monkeys were born without time, so they have innate inheritance.

Although under the intervention of Buddhism, Monkey has no innate inheritance about cultivation, but the most basic innate Tao patterns are still there.

This demon script was learned from the monkeys on Huaguo Mountain after the monkey was born.

After all, the predecessor of Huaguo Mountain was Yujing Mountain, which was once the dojo of Hongjun. How could the creatures living in it not be somewhat mysterious?
This demon script was naturally inherited. Over time, the monkeys no longer needed the innate Tao script, so they subconsciously spoke the demon script.

The sound echoed far away, but there was no response. The monkey roared several more times, and then gave up when no creature responded.

He found a direction and started walking. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the desert was deserted, without any life.

I don’t know how long I walked, but there was still no living thing. The monkey had no strength. He was not hungry or sleepy, and he had plenty of energy. He just felt tired.

Finally, the monkey couldn't walk anymore. He just lay down on the spot, unwilling to get up. He was already a little desperate and simply waited for death.

He didn't know how long he had been lying there, but the monkey suddenly felt his stomach was empty and a little hungry. He didn't want to move, but he was too hungry.

Since the monkey was born, he had never been so hungry. He couldn't help but stand up again, looking for something to eat.

But when the monkey took action, the hunger in his belly disappeared and he had plenty of energy, but the fatigue remained.

The monkey was stunned for a moment. He thought of something and stopped to verify. Sure enough, after he stopped, he felt hungry again.

Now the monkey didn't dare to stop. He could only keep walking. Although the monkey was a monkey, he could endure loneliness. Otherwise, how could he have been wandering on the endless sea for so long?

But the monkey was too tired at this moment. This was a kind of spiritual exhaustion. What made the monkey most helpless was that he couldn't sleep at all.

Because as soon as he stops, his hunger will suddenly increase, and he is still hungry, he is just simply hungry, which is very embarrassing.

After walking for who knows how long, even the monkey himself began to admire his perseverance. It was really a miraculous thing that he hadn't fainted or collapsed after such a long time.

On this day, he finally saw other colors. An orchard appeared in front of the monkey. The melons and fruits were fragrant, and there were many fruits that could not be seen in the Flower and Fruit Mountain.

Without thinking about other things, the monkey rushed directly to the orchard, bent slightly, and then jumped onto a peach tree.

He grabbed a peach the size of a human head and started to chew it without saying a word.

In the Holy Land of the Human Race, Huang Tian and Shen Nong were sitting opposite each other. Each had a cup of tea in front of them, and their spiritual energy was densely filled with mist. This was the first spiritual root of the day after tomorrow - Dahongpao.

"Brother Imperial is not willing to be generous to others. The spiritual roots in this courtyard are something that I have been cultivating for hundreds of years! I just gave them to this monkey head." Shennong said with a smile.

Huang Tian chuckled, not caring about Shennong's teasing at him, and said:

"Second brother, you should know that Buddhism is of no benefit to the human race. If you don't eat these spiritual fruits, how can the monkey read the vast sea of ​​classics?"

Shen Nong stopped talking. He was just joking. The spiritual fruits in this yard were all cultivated by Shen Nong himself.

Although it does not have the effect of increasing cultivation and understanding the great road, it can increase wisdom.

It can be said that this orchard is enough to push a mortal's wisdom to the level of Taiyi. In other words, even if he is not given the skills, he can create his own skills and practice to Taiyi.

But this is of no use to the monkey. The monkey's intelligence is already very strong. These can only make up for the lack of his soul. After all, the monkey will read books for a while.

Buddhism has long banned it, and it is impossible for monkeys to embark on the path of spiritual practice before meeting Subhuti.

The monkey stayed in the orchard for an unknown length of time. He would go to bed after eating every day, eat when he woke up, and walk around the orchard from time to time to eliminate his food.

Soon after, the monkey found that there were not many fruits left in the orchard. He consciously ate less, but if he slowed down, he would finish it one day.

Finally, the monkey couldn't bear the hunger anymore, and walking couldn't relieve his hunger. He ate the last pear the size of a human head.

In an instant, the world changed, the orchard disappeared, and the monkey suddenly appeared in an open space, surrounded by towering bookshelves and a large Zen character on the ground.

The monkey was a little confused. At this time, a voice appeared in the monkey's ear: "There are [-] volumes of books here. When you finish reading them, you can go out!"

This was the first sentence the monkey heard after he came here. He was so excited that he shouted hurriedly: "Senior, is he an immortal? Does he know the art of immortality?"

The monkey shouted several times, and the sound echoed in the empty space, going round and round, but no one answered.

The monkey finally stopped shouting. He looked at the vast sea of ​​books and pulled out a book from the bookshelf. The moment he opened it, golden light shone and there was the murmur of Buddha's voice.

The characters inside are very weird and constantly changing. The monkey has never seen them before, but he can understand every character.

Shennong looked at the monkey who was immersed in studying, and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Huang is really a talented man, he actually created another kind of Buddhism!"

"Second brother, you are ridiculous. Being a brother is just relying on the authority of Kongtong Seal and Spiritual Dao!"

Huang Tian was telling the truth. He didn't have any spiritual treasures to deduce. The Bagua diagrams from back then were all deduced based on the memory of his previous life.

The "Zen" method can be deduced only by relying on the wisdom of spiritual beings, and we can open up another path based on Laozi and the two sages of the West.

Today's Buddhism is divided into two schools, one is Mahayana Buddhism and the other is Hinayana Buddhism, which were founded by Taishang Laozi and the Second Holy Sanctuary of the West respectively.

The name of Mahayana Buddhism is called Pure Land, and the name of Hinayana Buddhism is called Tantra.

It took Huangtian thousands of years to create this new Buddhism with the help of the long river of spiritual path, which he called "Zen".

After hearing this, Shen Nong continued: "Foolish brother, I don't understand something, please ask the emperor for advice!"

"Second brother, just tell me!"

"The Buddhist sect has settled down and let the two disciples of Ran Deng Buddha reincarnate. When the Buddha's Dharma travels eastward, it must be this golden cicada who preaches it. Why did the emperor teach the Zen method to this monkey?" Shennong asked in confusion.

Huang Tian sighed softly, if he could instigate Jin Chanzi to rebel, who would use a monkey?
Jin Chanzi has been receiving the teachings of the two holy sages of the West for who knows how many years, and his Buddha nature is much deeper than that of his original nameless one.

In addition, Jin Chanzi is so obvious that he can't hide it at all.

I didn't see that it was just covering up a monkey. Huangtian had already used Haotian, Nuwa and Momen, four Hunyuan and two sub-sages. This lineup dared to fight Buddhism.

.........

In the main hall, Shasheng put his hands together, bowed slightly and said:
"The poor monk lost!"

Sakyamuni shook his head and said, "Master wins!"

Among the Buddhas in the Mahavira Hall, even some quasi-sages under the quasi-sage did not see clearly, but the inner demons outside could be seen clearly.

The two had just exchanged a move. After all, Sakyamuni's training time was short. In terms of combat power, he was no match for killing. Sakyamuni had just lost.

But Sakyamuni's character was extremely outstanding. He won the battle by killing, but it was Sakyamuni who won the discussion.

The inner demon can be sure that if another 5000 years pass and neither of them has attained enlightenment and is a quasi-sage, then the outcome of the fight will be hard to say.

Moreover, the inner demon is better at the power of the soul, and he can see clearly that this Sakyamuni has the talent of Hunyuan.

Thinking of this, murderous intent appeared in the inner demon's eyes. He ignored the existence of the Buddhas in Lingshan and took action directly.

There is a jar raised above the head of the inner demon, with divine patterns engraved on it. There is a colorful liquid in it, which is refined by the inner demon by collecting the desires of all living beings. It is called the dew of the mortal world. It can peek into people's hearts and also disturb them.

The dew poured out of the altar, gathered into a long river, rolling in, winding and flowing in the void, mighty and mighty.

The Buddhist mountain-protecting formation only held up for a moment before it was broken by the long river and headed straight for Sakyamuni.

If the Dao sect, or people from the six tribes of humans, witches, demons, dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns encountered such a thing, and the lives of the younger generations were not in danger, they would not bully the younger ones.

But those who came were the people from the Demon Sect, all they wanted was to live a free and unrestrained life, be free and at ease, and do whatever they wanted, without any moral ethics.

"Dare the devil!"

Ran Deng's expression changed, and the Qiankun Ruler instantly appeared in his hand. He took out the ruler and faced the inner demon's jar.

When the Two Saints of the West, who were a hundred thousand miles away, saw this, they were immediately angry. If a Hunyuan seedling was destroyed like this, the two of them could go directly to the demon world.

"Shizier dare!"

Zhunti was furious, the wonderful tree of seven treasures appeared in his hand, and he swiped it down at once, the seven-colored precious light shone, and the believers in the Three Thousand Buddha Kingdom murmured, and the Buddha's light bloomed with brilliant divine light, attacking Jidu and Tianmo outside.

The two of them did not dare to neglect. They saw the magic mirror above Jidu's head. All the reliefs on the magic mirror turned into resentful spirits and followed the mirror light.

Seeing this, a mirror also rose above Jie Yin's head, with Buddha's light surging, and the Great Dream Law blessing it. The mirror's light flickered, contrasting with the mirror light of Jidu.

In the ancient times, saints already had blessings, not to mention that they were still in the territory of Buddhism, so Jidu and the demon had no power to resist.

The mirror light flashed, and nothing happened to Jidu. The demon's body was directly annihilated, and then condensed instantly.

If Ji Du hadn't just blocked it for the demon, he would have hiccupped.

This is in the ancient times, and the saint's fighting power has already been blessed, not to mention that it is the territory of Buddhism, and the saint's fighting power has been blessed even more.

Jie Yin blocked Ji Du and the demon, and Zhunti's Seven Treasures Tree spanned a hundred thousand miles and appeared directly in the main hall, attacking the inner demon's jar.

"brush!"

The inner demon is at the same level as the heavenly demon. In terms of combat prowess, he is no match for the heavenly demon. He is naturally powerless to fight back against Zhunti.

With just one move, the altar of six desires was taken away. Everyone in the demon world did not dare to act rashly for a moment, but the expression of killing was very calm. He put his hands together and bowed and said:

"Please forgive me, both of you!"

Although they couldn't defeat him, no one in the Demon Realm was panicked. With the current embarrassing status of the Second Saint of the West, they really didn't dare to offend the Demon Realm.

"The Tao has been discussed and the Dharma has been fought. If you have nothing to do, fellow Taoists, just retreat. The Buddhist temple is small and cannot accommodate you all!" Zhunti's loud Buddha's voice appeared in Lingshan, accompanied by a jar. .

All the Buddhas clasped their hands together and shouted loudly: "Amitabha, please step back!"

(End of this chapter)