Hong Huang: Storytelling Heavenly Tomb, Three Virgins Love

Chapter 148: The Ninth Reincarnation, Western Religion also has great love?!!

Everyone looked at Su Mo intently, waiting for him to continue.

Su Mo said: “The golden cicada is reincarnated, he has too many problems, and the Buddha thinks that his Buddha nature is not tough enough, so let him find his own path, and when he finds the devotion to the Buddha, he can understand the true Buddha’s path.” ”

Everyone nodded.

The practice of using the method of reincarnation to find the Dao heart is not uncommon in the Dao Gate.

When the immortals cultivated, they all had to go through three calamities, nine tribulations and seventy-two tribulations before the golden immortals, and only after surviving all the heavenly tribulations could they finally be refined into steel and obtain an indelible body! The heart of the golden body is immortal.

But once the tribulation fails, it does not mean death, but the level of the Dao heart cannot be broken, so someone will reincarnate the Nether and reincarnate.

It’s like when building a building, there is a problem on the floor, you must smash it and rebuild, otherwise no matter how you repair it, it is useless, once the building is high and then there is a problem, regret is too late to think of the young age of the golden cicada, but also have such courage, it is indeed rare.

Among the immortals, only Houtu Niangniang flashed a trace of strangeness in her eyes.

She is the master of the six realms of reincarnation, and when it comes to reincarnation, no one knows better than her.

As soon as she heard it, she found the problem, the reincarnation of the golden cicada is not at all for him to explain the Dharma more deeply, and it is completely different from the Taoist reincarnation calamity!

The original Taoist method of reincarnation and calamity is that the Buddha-figure remains unchanged, incarnates the calamity, and finally returns what he has realized to the Buddha-figure and innovates.

In such a method, countless avatars can appear to experience calamities at the same time, even after endless years, the more doppelgangers, the more perceptions they get, and finally the thoughts of these perceptions are all unified into the ontology.

In the end, by gathering the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and entering the sea in the same way, we can summarize the true way that ultimately belongs to us from the experiences and perceptions of thousands of incarnations, so as to sublimate our thoughts and break through.

But the golden cicada is still just a small monk, he hasn’t even started cultivating, there is no cultivation realm at all, the point is, he doesn’t have a Yuan God yet!

Without Yuanshin, it is impossible to have the Yuanshen incarnation, so his reincarnation is the reincarnation of the Buddha-figure.

But since then, each reincarnation will wash away the previous memories and perceptions, which is equivalent to saying that each time is a new start, and the previous efforts were wasted.

Even if the previous life has a deep understanding and gain, this life is reincarnated again, and the previous gains have been emptied, what is the picture?

So Houtu’s intuition is that there is a problem here!

As for what the problem is, I’m afraid only the layout knows it, but in the feeling of the back soil, this process of reincarnation is by no means to increase the perception of the golden cicada, but more like to wash away something in his heart through reincarnation again and again!

Su Mo continued to speak, and everyone’s thoughts and the picture in front of them were gradually substituted into the reincarnation of the golden cicada…

First.

The golden cicada hit is the person of the Buddha gate, so in this life he is still a little monk, after birth into the empty gate, the previous memory does not exist, just the same trajectory, but he got the same Buddha heart.

When he was eight years old, he came to Lingshan.

I saw that there was a golden mountain of treasure brakes, soaring into the sky, towering into the sky.

At the top of the mountain, it seems that you can look down at the sunset and lead the stars to fly! Ten thousand golden rays of light descended from the mountain, shining on the heavens and the earth, and threatening in all directions.

Open-minded window Xuan Cun universe, Saga Dongyu receiving the screen, Huang He letter to the autumn tree old, colorful lunar book until the evening breeze clear.

This is the Great Thunder Temple, the Forest Hall Pearl Garden, the Shindo Talk, and the Universe Scripture! Flowers come to spring to beauty, pine rain is green, Zizhi fairy fruit annual show, Dan Feng Yixiang Wanqiang Spirit eight-year-old golden cicada see such a vision of Buddha light, how not to be shocked?

But at the foot of this golden spirit mountain, it was like another world…

Under the mountain is a decay, the loess is barren, there is no grass, and there is a great drought for a long time, and the people have no livelihood.

The villages were starved and corpses were filled with mountains, and the victims did not even have the strength to flee the famine, so they could only slowly fall down the roadside, which was miserable.

There is even a tragic scene of eating people and changing children to eat, and compared with the spiritual mountain only in the sky, it is completely the gap between heaven and hell.

Even the goshawk in the sky fell at the feet of the golden cicada because of hunger, and he picked up the dying eagle, not knowing how to be good.

The eight-year-old golden cicada has not yet understood the world, and the monks are also unable to help these disaster victims, and the sight in front of him makes him confused.

At this moment, a vision suddenly appeared in front of the golden cicada’s eyes, and a divine and majestic voice came from the light of the Buddha in Lingshan.

“The state has hell hungry ghosts and beasts, who do not take enlightenment… Golden cicada, my Buddha is merciful, since you are in the empty gate, transform all sentient beings, take your own flesh and blood, cut your flesh and feed it to the eagle…”

The eight-year-old golden cicada feels that this is the holy law of Buddhism, all beings are equal, who goes to hell if I don’t go to hell?

So without hesitation, he cut off his own flesh and blood, fed it to the goshawk, and attracted a large number of birds and beasts, and finally ran out of flesh and blood and died in the second life.

The golden cicada was born in a peaceful and peaceful village, and although it was far from rich, it was also well-fed.

Similarly, the golden cicada entered the empty gate and became a small monk, but the temple in this village was too small and the incense was sporadic and the golden cicada was taught the Dharma alone by the abbot from a young age, so he had read the canon at a young age.

But the good times did not last long.

Suddenly, one day, the screams broke the tranquility of the village, and it turned out that a monster had entered the village!

Mountain barbarian demon, cruel and bloody, often kidnaps people in the surrounding villages for blood food, and this time it is the turn of the village where the golden cicada is located.

People all panicked and hid in this small temple, bowing down to the Buddha statue, shouting the name of the Buddha in their mouths, praying for the Dharma to come and remove demons!

However, the Buddha statue in the temple was like a decaying stone, unresponsive, and the bell wooden fish did not have the slightest deterrence to the monster, who had approached the temple gate.

Just when people were desperate, the Buddha statue in the eyes of the golden cicada suddenly burst into golden light and shone in all directions! The Buddha’s eyes and his young gaze met each other, and a slightly familiar voice echoed in his head.

“My Buddha disciples, should die to save the heavens, life and death are the law, like dew and electricity, should be like this, golden cicadas, the way of my Buddha, you should understand…”

The golden cicada is ignorant, but probably knows that this is to sacrifice his life for righteousness.

Although he still had questions in his heart, why is the temple here, the Buddha statue is here, and my Buddha can’t come to the Dharma body and send down demons to remove demons?

But he didn’t have time to think about this stall, so he could only stand up and willingly sacrifice his flesh to the south, so he was captured by the youkai, used it as dinner, and finally died in the mouth of the youkai.

III.

The golden cicada was born in a drought-ridden village.

The village was almost dilapidated, with corpses floating around, and even wild beasts had starved to death on the ground, but there was no life under Lang Lang.

As before, the golden cicada is still a Buddhist disciple, an ignorant little monk.

In this life, his parents had collapsed on the bed due to hunger, and without the slightest strength, the golden cicada brought his parents to the temple, hoping that Buddha could bless them with peace and let them live.

But there was already hunger all around, and if it was really my Buddha’s compassion, why did they end up in such a field?

However, at a young age, the golden cicada naturally did not think about this aspect, but sincerely bowed to the Buddha statue and burned incense and chanted.

Finally, the light of the Buddha emerged, and the voice of the Buddha came: “Golden cicada, my Buddha is merciful, let me sacrifice my body to redeem my biological parents…”

The golden cicada nodded, without the slightest hesitation, committed suicide in front of his parents, allowing his parents to eat his body and live.

The bloody scene of parents eating their children together is right under the solemn Buddha statue.

The immortal gods in the inn were like putting themselves in the shoes of the golden cicada, and their expressions were indescribable and very complicated!

“It is indeed rare that the golden cicada is so disregarding life and death, sacrificing life for righteousness, and this selfish and shameless guy in the Western religion is a sharp contrast.”

“I can’t imagine that there are really such people in the Buddhist Sect! Even give my own body to others to eat, in exchange for my words will definitely not be able to do it! Even if I can regenerate my severed limbs, I don’t want to! ”

“The golden cicada is really miserable, even if he can become a Heavenly Emperor in the future, I am afraid that he will also be the worst Heavenly Emperor in the Heavenly Realms, right? It’s a buffet. ”

The powers of the three realms were also shocked.

In the view of Wuzhuang, Zhen Yuanzi sighed: “It is indeed rare to sacrifice oneself and ignore life and death… It’s just that this act is really cruel, not only what his future holds. ”

Although Zhen Yuanzi did not understand the practice of the Buddha Gate, he still admired the golden cicada himself.

Yuan Shi Tianzun frowned.

“Even if the acquired ants, if they can have this courage, they can be regarded as a character, but after all, they are wet eggs, Ru Mao drinks blood, easy cannibalism, and the flight is dirty!”

Yuan Shi Tianzun is naturally not used to it, innate souls pick the sun and eat the sun, do not eat grains, he is not used to the acquired creatures, and now seeing them bloodier than wild beasts, he naturally dislikes.

Taishang Laozi shook his head: “Being humiliated, wandering for life and death, always sinking into the sea of misery, forever distorting the true way, the true way, the enlightened self-satisfied, the enlightened one, always clear and quiet…”

He didn’t want to see such a scene, and he was slightly surprised by the behavior of the golden cicada, but he didn’t approve of it in his heart.

Taishang Laozi is an absolute advocate of the Daomen, and among the thousands of Dao, he does not accept the Dharma very much…

The Tongtian Sect Lord frowned: “Sacrificing yourself should also be worth something!” The world should not sacrifice themselves for the sake of other people’s paths, this is clearly something that the Buddha can solve casually, but let a small monk constantly sacrifice his nature, what kind of evil sect! ”

The Lord of the Tongtian Sect believes that all beings are equal, and the teachings of the Truncated Sect are even more to intercept a ray of life from a desperate situation, and it is by no means easy to die, and he is willing to accept his fate.

Therefore, although he was shocked by the behavior of the golden cicada, he would never approve of it in his heart.

And in the Western Spirit Mountain.

The two sacred music of the West has blossomed!

“Haha, this is our Western people, who sacrifice themselves and have great love!”

“That’s right! Our Western religions are boundless and inclusive, and I hope that all living beings can understand our good intentions, Mr. Su said it too well~”

The two of them naturally did not forget to take the opportunity to put gold on their faces, and at the same time, they looked a lot more at Su Mo!

The immortal gods also had speculations about the behavior of the golden cicada.

Was she going to preach through great love?

It turned out that the Three Burial Heavenly Emperors were named Heavenly Emperors because of such a rare spirit of sacrifice? Wouldn’t everyone have eaten his meat?

It’s really shocking enough. Anyway, none of you here can do this.

Su Mo continued: “In the ninth life, the golden cicada finally grew up without hindrance, and took the name of the law, Sanzang! ”