Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 241 The Past of the Ancient Temple (Part )

The many charms lifted the heads and chariot fragments and carried them to the top of the Endless White Pagoda Temple. Lu Feng saw that the charms outside had directly brought out the ancient objects from the deep lake. On top, suddenly there was a throbbing!

The mouth doesn't look that big, it's just a green donkey at most, or a healthy mule if it's bigger. It has been dead for many years, and only its corpse is left, but it's the corpse above the mouth. , the strange rhyme and the Buddha's breath are intertwined, just like the nature of the Tantric Realm at this moment!

"I just missed you!"

Lu Feng suddenly felt sad and looked at the mouth in the sky. Unknowingly, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Lu Fengzhi felt a slight flashback before his eyes, and he felt that the past and present were constantly flowing through his eyes.

He was a little lost!

The ancient human skin scrolls were not hot or hot, which meant that they were not deceiving his mind. Instead, there was a sad rhyme in it that made people unable to extricate themselves. A kind of sadness fell on his heart, making him feel even more sad!

In this situation, the book "Travel in the Secret Dharma Realm" on his chest also felt something, and suddenly fell to the ground. Without the help of the wind, it also began to turn pages one by one.

What Zhi Lufeng didn't expect was that the book became thicker and thicker as he turned it over. The pages seemed to multiply on their own, and there were more and more pages. There were also illustrations in them, which should have been handmade by an old monk from the esoteric realm. The things painted are, at first glance, lifelike and lifelike.

Until now, Lu Feng didn't care about this. With tears streaming down his face, Lu Feng suddenly felt something in his heart. He twisted his "Gabala Rosary" and said in a long voice:

"Emperor Namo Bhagavad,

Cry Luke,

Bo La Di Bi lost Se Cha,

……

That shameful emperor,

Mahamudhi,

Suo Po He. "

There are high and low sounds, long and short sounds, and the golden rhyme of compassion is like branches falling to the ground. Viewed from above, Lu Feng's standing posture is like an incomparable seed character. Next to him, there is a "○". In "○", Sanskrit is like a swimming fish, like a tadpole, like a living snake, and the golden mantras are entangled together, like a rippled water mirror, constantly swimming.

While wandering, the prayer wheel rises on its own, and the soul rises on its own! Lu Feng felt that the back mountain, which had been silent for many years, suddenly burst into flames. Even the secret curse that turned into a giant python was smoothly integrated into his true nature. In this device! Lu Feng no longer knew what kind of situation he had reached. He only felt that the fighting in the distance was sudden and not so tense. It was just like making a fuss occasionally.

There was even a layer of great anger in his heart! This kind of anger is not directed at the "life master Hutuktu" or "Elder Mingli". His great anger is directed at the presiding venerable himself and the special "Treasure Tent Master" above the presiding venerable. "!

The "Treasure Master" who was like water of gold, once represented the fortune of the dynasty and even connected countless dynasty mandalas. At this moment, he stepped on the shoulders of "Master Hutuktu, the Lord of Destiny". Behind this golden "Lord of the Treasure Account", gold was poured from the void, turning into one deity mandala after another, just like the mountains in the esoteric realm, there are mountains on the mountain, and there are mountains outside the mountain. Over and over again, endlessly, it is also the case that the "Master of the Precious Tent", with just one kick, tramples "Master Hutuktu, the Master of Life" so hard that he cannot even look up again!

The "Master Hutuktu, the Master of Life" who was stepping on his feet felt fear in his heart. He had no idea where Hutuktu, whose true nature had been damaged in these years, could replenish such a special "Treasure Account Master". "inherited! Even in different temples and different dharma lines, the "Treasure Master" passed down from generation to generation is also very different. The origin of "Master Hutuketu, the Master of Life" is originally very extraordinary and rare, but it is He also had no way of knowing where the inheritance of the "Treasure Master" who presided over the Venerable's lineage came from!

He didn't know anything about it!

And it was at this time that "Master Hutuktu, the master of life" also realized that during the reincarnations of Ashadapan Hutuktu, he not only left a part of his true nature, but look at him now This look should have brought out some of the "True Suchness" that he had scattered before. Otherwise, he would not be able to look like this.

Moreover, "Master Hutuktu, the master of life" also suffered such a level of damage. Elder Mingli next to him also put all the power of the spell on Master Hutuktu and Elder Mingli. The flesh, flesh, and bones that had fallen away from him were now restored to his body, covering the arms inside his body.

Elder Zhi Mingli was extremely weak at the moment and seemed to have no strength at all. The eyes of the presiding venerable were filled with golden light as he glanced at "Elder Mingli" and the huge golden "Treasure Accountant". "Lord" suddenly took out his diamond ax and swung it down, intending to cut off "Elder Mingli" - to be precise, the "King Mingzhu (Master of Life)" and "Master of Life Hutu" represented by Elder Mingli The fundamental difference between Ketu Taishi"!

It is this cut that cuts off the isolation between the "incarnation" and "self"! From then on, the "King Mingzhu" is the "King Mingzhu", and the "Master Hutuktu, the master of life" is the "Master Hutuketu, the master of life"! Hundreds of years of planning and accumulation want to end on this day, this night!

Stopping is at this time.

The Dharani sutra from the bottom of the mountain was passed up, and all the mantra power of the three people's fight suddenly stopped. Even the presiding venerable stopped all his movements. He stopped trampling his enemy, but his eyes fell from the mountain. Looking down the mountain, from the layers of towers and Dharma flags, I saw the monk below.

Elder Mingli also turned back. He looked at Yongzhen, the expression in his eyes was very complicated.

He pulled away and went back, suppressing the power of the spell of "Master Hutuktu, the Master of Life", and reducing it by one layer. However, the presiding venerable paid no attention to this matter. He just stared at the monk at the foot of the mountain and said: "Forever—— real--?!

No one thought, no one thought, that in the end, I lost to such a situation. These many methods, Ming Li, are you trying to cover it up?

He was right under my nose, but I didn't see it. It was like I gave birth to a calf, but I didn't see the biggest one - there was nothing strange about it, and I just didn't believe it.

Mingli, what on earth are you going to do? You are so disobedient to your master, Ming Li, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Mingli's lifeless eyes fell on the host. The host looked at each other and suddenly felt cold in his heart.

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said to Mingli: "You have not disobeyed your guru."

Elder Mingli said: "Yes, my guru, I have never disobeyed one or two of my guru. I have to obey whatever the supreme master says! I have given everything to my guru. Guru, I have no reason." If there is any selfishness and understanding, everything is for the sake of the guru."

After saying this, he bowed down in front of the presiding venerable. The presiding venerable looked at such a wise master and suddenly understood something. He could not say anything and could only shut up. , I was speechless and speechless.

Thousands of words do not need to be uttered, either because they are tired or because they are useless. After hundreds of years of accumulation, once spoken, words are useless.

"Ah……"

A word is worth a thousand words. He stood there, and "Master Hutuketu, the master of life" had no words. He stood at this height and listened, and then he heard the scriptures of monk Yongzhen coming from the bottom of the mountain. Wen's voice was like a "brass bell" hanging on the pagoda. The voice was loud and clear. The presiding venerable said softly: "Mingli, this is the most powerful Buddha-topped Dharani mantra to purify karma. Please listen to it. I also recite a passage with you to save the master who passed away in the temple today."

He then started reciting along with Lu Feng, saying: "The Buddha told the Emperor of Heaven that my pure realm is the most superior to the Buddha Dharani Mantra, which can purify all sinful karma and other obstacles, and can purify all the sufferings of the three evil realms.

This Dharani mantra is proclaimed by all the eighty-eight Buddhas of Kukāsāṇagaṣa. It is strictly remembered, guarded, and praised with joy. It is sealed by all Tathāgatas. It can purify all sentient beings of the ten evil sins, and it can save all hellish beasts and hungry ghosts. Yama is interesting.

...Those who hear me speak the name of Dharani will be liberated when their evil retributions are eliminated.

……

Eternal freedom from all sufferings, eternal freedom from all the beasts of Yama, and even the lives of Asura, Yakshas, ​​Rakshasa, Suabudana, Kajabudana, Apo Samāra, etc., all will be liberated. "

Under such a spell, none of the dead masters in the temple turned into evil spirits. But under the comfort of bursts of Buddhist rhymes, all the remaining evil spirits shrank into darkness. He didn't dare to appear on the ground at all. Among the endless white pagoda temples at this moment, there were at least two or three "Kutuktu". The endless white pagoda temple at this moment was the real Buddha. earth.

At this time, the presiding venerable was calm, and there was no trace of anxiety or impatience anymore. It seemed that the matter was over. Now that he was here, he had made a move. The enemies in the temple had already left. If you don't know the enemy who is escaping, there are two completely different situations.

He has thought clearly about some of the causes and consequences. Although many thoughts and ideas, as well as his memories of Hutuktu, the presiding dharma lord of this temple, have been lost together with the destruction of the truth. After being reincarnated in the cycle of reincarnation, he could no longer remember many things.

But he still has not forgotten the fact that he has a great enemy. The injury on his body was caused by this great enemy. Until now, this great enemy has really come to him and around him. At this time, the presiding venerable calmed down instead. He should know that this might be the time for him and this great enemy to settle down, even if he was just one move behind.

The scriptures were like smoke offerings to the gods, gradually dissipating in the blue sky, and everyone around them became peaceful. There was a period of deathly silence that made people want to urinate urgently and have heart palpitations. Everyone who was still conscious present casually After reciting the scripture, he looked at the bones of Toukou above the sky.

This scripture was recited to this corpse. Someone was saving this corpse. The presiding venerable complied with it because he knew that all this was meaningless. If he won, he might continue to reincarnate and repair. The opportunity of truth merges into "one", "origin", and "authenticity".

But if he is nothing, then everything is empty.

——At least for him, everything is empty.

"Buddha's Enemy!"

The presiding venerable stepped on "Master Hutuketu, the Master of Life" and said to "Yongzhen" at the foot of the mountain. The person who wanted to wrap the Lotus Pagoda was sly and cunning. At this moment, he also returned to the presiding venerable, but It was draped on the golden "Treasure Account Master" on the head of the presiding venerable.

More color!

The word "Buddha Enemy" can be as broad as the Tantric realm, or as narrow as the temple. Those who oppose the Buddha's teachings are the enemies of the Buddha, and those who oppose the Buddha and the monks can also be the enemies of the Buddha. The battles between sects are not as gentle as the confrontation between the monks and the "witchcraft and witches", and may even be necessary. The battle of ideas became even more intense, and the venerable host could no longer remember how he and this great enemy, who should also be a monk, got into a dispute that led to such a ceaseless fight. But he believes that the fundamental dispute between the two is a difference in philosophy!

There is no hope of easing this controversy.

Therefore, when he faced "Yongzhen" and called himself "Buddha's Enemy", he wanted to fight and make a decision on everything.

Lu Feng looked at the presiding master on the mountain. He did not respond to the presiding master. He suddenly sensed that this was not a fight between him and the presiding master. If he felt something, he looked at the corpse in the sky again. On the corpse he saw, the flesh and blood grew like lines, growing into a heart, which was constantly squirming in the corpse!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With every beat, it was like thousands of flesh and blood growing out of the corpse, followed by the Buddhist rhyme and thoughts of the expelled presiding venerable. At this moment, Lu Feng's Tathagata Tibetan Palace In the middle, light was everywhere, and an old monk made of light came out of Lu Feng's body, as if he was born from the light.

Lu Feng felt something in his heart again. He clasped his hands, faced the old monk, and paid homage to this old monk - he was Lu Feng's "original master" and the author of "Travels in the Secret Dharma Realm". He passed on his " "Fudo Mingwang Cultivation Dharma" fell into Lu Feng's Tathagata Cang.

It is also the enemy of the Buddha that the presiding venerable has been waiting for.

Old monk.

Akang!

The face of the old monk A'kang is very kind, and there is no flesh on it, but the fleshless face does not look hard and mean. There is a very indifferent feeling of alienation in his body. He is wearing a monk's robe, without any trace of flesh. He was wearing a Vairocana hat, and there were more than one string of rosary beads hanging around his neck and hands. He didn’t have a trace of hair, and was smooth and smooth. Of course, there were no ring scars. He had one hundred and eight Buddha head rosary beads in his hand. , hung down, the golden light on his body gradually disappeared, and turned into a "living person". He pulled Lu Feng up from the ground and said: "Get up, Yongzhen, there is no point in kneeling on me. I am for all sentient beings. You kneel down." Heaven and earth, you can worship me, worship me, and worship all living beings in heaven and earth."

After saying this, he was at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the mountain, clasping his hands and saying, "Long time no see, how are you doing in Ashadapan Hutuktu?"

The host looked at the old monk Akang and said: "Akon, you are wrong. I am Asadapan Hutuktu, but Asadapan Hutuktu is not me - you should know , it was you who shattered my true nature. You should also know now that I am no longer a complete body!

Why are you insulting me with these words?

Akang, do you think that I will be impatient like this? "

The old monk Akang said slowly: "Master, you are already impatient!"

(End of this chapter)