Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 68

However, since Kong Xuan taught the first head, the luck of Buddhism has dropped for no reason, and this change has aroused the vigilance of the Tathagata Buddha.

Called all the Buddhas to calculate together, but they couldn't get the result. In the end, it could only be attributed to the calamity of the calamity.

Lingshan Daleiyin Temple.

Dingmoxiao Hanzhong, the root is connected to the Xumi vein.Qiaofeng arrangement, strange rock jagged.Xiaguang is released on the Tianwang Hall, and purple flames are sprayed in front of the Dharma Hall.

The pagoda of the pagoda is visible, and the fragrance of flowers in the bowl is just like the place is better than the sky, and the clouds are leisurely and the days are long.

Above the auspicious clouds and golden flowers, the huge Tathagata Buddha sits upright with his head upright, and downwards are the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, eighteen arhats, eight heavenly dragons, three thousand bhikkhunis and so on.The entire Lingshan Mountain is filled with golden radiance, and the Buddha's light shines on every inch of the place, creating a scene of great light and great bliss.

There are countless horizontal sands under the clouds, and there is a huge Buddhist kingdom hidden in each grain of horizontal sand. Among them, there are trillions of incense sticks, all of whom are fanatics, contributing their beliefs all the time.

Countless bits and pieces of incense and beliefs converge into a stream, and finally enter into the cloud of merit and virtue of Buddhism, as its foundation.

At this time, a blue light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a figure came from the chaos.

The Buddhas stopped chanting and looked up, and saw a pretty woman in palace attire descending into the Great Leiyin Temple.

"It turned out to be Taoist Qingluan from the Wa Palace. I don't know what teachings the saints have when they come to our Leiyin Temple?" The Tathagata Buddha said, his voice rumbled like thunder.

Qingluan bowed her knees and said with a smile: "I have seen the Tathagata Buddha, but I don't know if Kong Xuan is there. I heard that he entered your Buddhism and became a Great Ming King Bodhisattva. Why haven't I seen him?"

"Kong Xuan, the mother of the Buddha, usually stays in the Jinguang Daochang to practice, and she will not come to Daleiyin Temple to discuss Buddhism and chant sutras." The Bodhisattva on the side replied.

Tathagata Buddha nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Qingluan couldn't ask any more questions, so after leaving Lingshan, he went looking for Peacock Mountain.

On the Peacock Mountain, the Golden Light Dojo.

The light of the five strange peaks was far dimmer than usual, and the colorless divine light seemed to be damaged, flickering erratically.

The bird beak boy has never seen this kind of situation after staying here for countless years, but before the elder master returns, he has no other choice but to wait anxiously.

At this time, the restriction of the dojo was suddenly opened automatically, and the boy with a bird's beak was overjoyed, "It must be that the elder is back!"

The person who came was a woman in Qingyi and Emei's court dress. Although her face was pretty, she faintly revealed a kind of graceful and luxurious demeanor at this time, which made people dare not think about it.

"You are..." The boy was slightly surprised, and after a moment of recollection, he quickly realized, "You are a grandmother!"

Quickly fell to his knees, bowed and kowtowed.

"It turned out to be you, little sparrow. The last time I saw you, you hadn't transformed yet. Hehe, yes, you actually became Kong Xuan's door boy!"

Qingluan smiled and waved his hand, making the boy stand up.

"Where's your master, aren't you at home?"

"My lord went out with the two Bodhisattvas a few days ago, and he hasn't come back yet!"

"Oh? Which two Bodhisattvas?"

"It's Manjusri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva!"

"Tong'er, watch the door!"

"Yes, grandma!"

Qingluan flew in the direction of Mount Wutai, at an extremely fast speed, and came to a blessed land of immortals with one leap.

Falling petals make colorful rain, and white cranes lead their necks to the moon.

After the clouds and mist cleared, a hidden ashram appeared. There was a stone tablet in front of it, with "Qingjing Lianghua" engraved on the front, and "Wonderful Text on the Merit and Virtue of Master Manjusri" written in tiny characters on the back.

The prohibition formation at the entrance of the dojo has been completely closed. In the practice world, this means to retreat and practice, and no one else can disturb it.

Seeing this, Qingluan sighed slightly, thinking that he came at the wrong time, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, the formation suddenly opened, and when the billowing thick fog billowed, a golden gate appeared, and above the gate hung a bowl-sized bronze mirror of Buddha sculpture.

Manjushri came out quickly from the door, saluted and said: "Amitabha, the honored guest is here, I am sorry to welcome you if you are far away, forgive me!"

Qingluan looked at the bronze mirror and realized in his heart that it was also a magic weapon that could cast circular light technique, and could remotely observe things outside the cave.

"Manjusri Bodhisattva, this deity is Qingluan from Wa Palace, and I want to inquire about the whereabouts of my son Kong Xuan!" After seeing the junior, Qingluan asked straightforwardly without being polite.

Manjusri Bodhisattva's face froze, as if thinking of something bad, he asked, "Have you seen Venerable Qingluan, did Great Ming King Bodhisattva return to his ashram?"

"I went looking for it just now, and the doorman said he hadn't returned for several days." Qingluan suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"The thing is like this, before the lion camel country..."

Manjusri Bodhisattva narrated the whole incident in detail, and Qingluan felt more and more uneasy on the sidelines.

"That is to say, the Dapeng may have been in trouble, and Kong Xuan went to find the bad luck of the Buddhist scriptures? You two didn't want to stop the Journey to the West plan, so you returned to the dojo early?" Qingluan said with a serious expression.

Manjusri Bodhisattva's expression was a little unnatural, "Yes, my lord, that's probably how things are!"

Hearing this, Qingluan nodded, turned around and disappeared into the sky as a stream of light.

"Congratulations to Venerable Qingluan!"

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Monk Tang and his disciples drove a carriage all the way over mountains and ridges, and then to the west is the land of Pingyang.

In the summer, the sound of cicadas had gradually subsided, and after passing a hill, a raging river appeared at the end of the line of sight.

Even tens of miles away, the dividing line between sky and water is very clear, and the deafening sound of waves can be vaguely heard.

As he approached, the momentum of the river became even more majestic, and it could not be seen at a glance. Its scale was like an inland sea for ordinary people, with a width of eight hundred miles. Up and down.

Everyone got out of the car, and the white dragon horse also stopped by the bank.

"Master, this river is not easy to cross, and there are no boatmen making a living on it." Xiong Likui went to the riverside and took a look, turned around and said.

Zhu Bajie picked up a handful of water at this time, wanting to refresh himself, his arm sank as soon as he got the water, and realized something was wrong, "Master, the water in this river is unusual, it seems to be Xuanyuan weak water, the boat can't cross, the goose feathers Can’t float, it seems that we can only try to fly in the air.”

Monkey King looked around and found a stone tablet covered with moss, and saw three seal characters engraved on it - Liushahe.

Seeing the small four-line character on his belly, Sun Wukong opened his mouth and said: "Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak waters are deep. Goose feathers can't float, and reed flowers sink at the bottom. Master, this river is called Liusha River!" "

Xuanzang already knew the origin of this river. There was a demoted rolling curtain hidden in the bottom of the water. Although he was a demoted immortal, his nature was more vicious than monsters. The previous nine lives were swallowed by it.

Not only that, but he also wore the skulls of the former ninth Buddhist monks and hung them around his neck for fun.

Xuanzang was very curious about what Jin Chanzi was thinking back then. He wanted to go on the road to get the Western Scriptures without a guardian, obviously wanting to get the most of the merits!

However, he obviously underestimated the difficulty of the westbound road for a mortal. The previous few times, it may be because the spirituality of the primordial spirit has not been annihilated by reincarnation, so he walked to this Liusha River alone, but unfortunately every time he was cheated by Monk Sha. To be eaten as food.

Finally survived to the tenth life, Jiang Qiyu who came through time smashed the soul and occupied the newborn's body.

This may be that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil. Jin Chanzi's previous life was a six-winged cicada, the head of the five insects in the wild, with a shell as hard as iron, and a magic weapon that is hard to hurt. It feeds on the creatures in the six realms. , greedy character, never enough to eat.

The six-winged cicada has the power of rules as soon as it is born, which can stimulate the desire hidden in the deepest heart of the born soul. Even the gods are hard to be immune. It devours countless creatures and kills a lot. Fortunately, it was taken over by the leader of the Western religion. The Taoist guide subdued him and became the second disciple of Tathagata.

But his own evil karma is too heavy, and the fierce greed that belongs to the six-winged cicada in the primordial spirit has not been wiped out, and his body is also entangled with karma, and his mind is uncertain; although he is very talented, he was born with the rules that only quasi-sages have. Strength, but it has been unable to break through the realm.

Therefore, he was chosen as the protagonist of the Eastward Transmission of Buddhism. One is to let him get rid of the body of the six-winged cicada and get rid of part of the entanglement of karma. Add a quasi-sage Buddha to increase luck.

But Buddhism never figured out that after the golden cicada had been reincarnated ten times, he even dissipated that power of rules. The general is the most important part of it.

These, of course, came out of Xuanzang's wild imagination, and the specific facts still need to be verified.

While thinking about it, the sky gradually darkened, and a few bats that came out to catch insects flew over the Liusha River by mistake.

During the daytime, several people have discovered that the sky above the Quicksand River seems to be a restricted area for birds. Most of the birds dare not fly above the river, but these few bats are blind and do not rely on their bodies to fly. Visually, it seems to be in the wrong place.

"Whoa!"

A giant hand stretched out from the river, grabbed the bat that was hunting, and then there was a "creaking" chewing sound underwater.

When the water monster was preying, it seemed that it had spotted the people on the shore, and hastily swallowed the bats, with dark blood remaining at the corner of its mouth.

With a shake of his arms, he parted the surface of the water suddenly, and got out of the river.

Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel from his ear, "Wu Na monster, he was born so ugly, why did he jump up to scare people?"

The water monster is four or five meters tall, with explosive red hair, eyes as big as copper bells, and a light blue skin that is neither black nor blue, and a mouthful of sharp teeth is baring its teeth and staring at several people with a wicked smile. people.

A white bone necklace made of nine skulls was hung around his neck, his arms were bare, his ribs were wrapped in a thin layer of flesh, and a row of white bone spurs grew on his back, making him look extremely fierce.

"Ahaha, I can add another meal tonight. I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time! Yoho, that little monk looks really tender and tender, it must taste very smooth!" The water demon laughed wildly after landing .

"There is a group of Smurfs on the other side of the mountain and the sea. Hey, you big man, are you a Smurf?"

Xuanzang walked up to the water demon, raised his head and asked, with a harmless smile on his face.

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