Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Although Master Huiwen has been focusing on practicing Buddhism for nearly ten years without caring about worldly affairs, he is in the Prajna Temple and it is inevitable that they will talk about outside things when they get together.

As the first temple of the Great Snow Mountain Sect, the Great Leiyin Temple is full of masters, which is of course very eye-catching.

Chengxu, as the first person of the Cheng generation, actually practiced the Asura Divine Art, which is shocking and shocking.

The Asura Divine Art is known as the first killing skill. It was a legacy left by a demon who was suppressed by the monks of the Great Leiyin Temple with great sacrifices a thousand years ago.

This skill is amazing, and the backlash is also amazing. It will distort human nature, make it extinct and turn it into a killing artifact.

At that time, that Asura killed tens of thousands of masters, and it was an existence that people all over the world were terrified of.

The monks of the Great Leiyin Temple stepped forward, and twelve monks sacrificed themselves to perform the Great Sun Tathagata Palm, severely injuring the Asura.

This Asura had amazing vitality and was almost unkillable. Once he performed a secret technique before his death, the destructive power was too strong.

So he was suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple. After more than 200 years, this Asura died.

Some people speculated that this Asura lived for more than 300 years, far exceeding the normal lifespan.

Asura's magic had turned him into an inhuman existence.

Before his death, he left behind the inheritance of Asura's magic, which caused more than a dozen talented disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple to practice and die.

The Great Leiyin Temple determined that there was a trap in the Asura's magic.

In the end, the Asura's magic was sealed in the Great Leiyin Tower.

It was unexpected that Chengxu, the first person of the Cheng generation, who was extremely talented, actually practiced this skill secretly.

He imprisoned himself in a cave and disappeared from people's sight.

People talked about it, but the Great Leiyin Temple said nothing, and outsiders could not find out the truth.

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Led by Chengyan, Fakong and Huinan walked westward around the outer perimeter of the Great Leiyin Temple and came to a cave.

The dark cave entrance was like the mouth of a beast, waiting for its prey to come up. The inexplicable breath made Fakong stop.

He felt a strong sense of danger.

"Brother!" Chengyan said loudly.

A hoarse shout came from the cave, coldly saying: "Go!"

Upon hearing this voice, Fakong felt a stronger sense of alarm and had a strong urge to escape.

"Junior nephew Fakong of the Vajra Temple has profound Buddhist teachings and the mysterious Qingxin Mantra, which can help senior brother."

"Go!" The hoarse voice revealed irritability and murderous intent.

Fakong took a step forward and stepped into the cave. It was pitch black in front of him.

Then, he was met with a pair of cold eyes.

Under the messy hair, this pair of eyes burst out cold electricity, without any human perception.

Fakong closed his eyes slightly, formed seals with his hands, and began to chant the Qingxin Mantra.

A jade bottle tilted in the void, and a thin stream of jade liquid fell.

The mountain peaks and stone walls seemed like phantoms, unable to stop the jade liquid from falling on the man.

"Go!" The hoarse voice revealed a murderous intent, and said coldly: "If you don't leave, don't even think about leaving!"

Chengyan's face was tense and nervous.

He looked at Fakong, then at the cave, and finally at Huinan, shaking his head: "Let's retreat first."

He saw that Chengxu was on the verge of losing control, and if he didn't leave, he would suddenly attack.

He had suffered more than ten times, and each time he was seriously injured and had to recuperate for ten days or half a month.

A black shadow flashed, and a tall and burly man with disheveled hair and an unclear face appeared silently in front of Fakong, only three steps away.

He lowered his head, and two laser-like eyes shot at Fakong's face.

Fakong lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his appearance was solemn.

"Brother!" Chengyan hurriedly stepped forward to block Fakong, and said nervously: "Fakong is the disciple of Junior Brother Yuanzhi!"

Chengxu just stared at Fakong.

Chengyan gathered his breath and was ready to attack at any time.

Fakong looked solemn and focused on reciting the Qingxin Mantra. He was a great monk, which made Chengyan admire him secretly.

After reciting the Qingxin Mantra over and over again, the coldness and murderous intent in Chengxu's eyes gradually faded. Finally, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he had turned into a statue.

Fakong's Qingxin Mantra continued to be recited.

One hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed...

Chengxu slowly raised his head and looked at Fakong.

He gently wiped his face and head with both hands, and his hair fell down. In front of Fakong was a young monk with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and extraordinary heroic spirit.

"Brother!" Chengyan was overjoyed.

"Amitabha!" Chengxu clasped his hands together and bowed to Fakong.

Fakong clasped his hands together in return.

Chengxu clasped his hands together towards Huinan again: "Uncle Huinan, long time no see."

"Chengxu, you have improved your cultivation so much."

"Good and bad are interdependent, how can we tell clearly." Chengxu smiled, as if he was mocking, or as if he was torturing himself.

"Brother, how is it?" Chengyan asked hurriedly.

Chengxu said to Fakong: "This Qingxin Mantra is indeed unique, thank you."

Fakong looked respectful and showed no strange expression.

"It's like a dream!" Chengxu sighed: "What a big dream!"

Chengyan smiled and said: "Congratulations, brother, you finally made it!"

Chengxu said: "Is everything good in the temple?"

"It's been quite peaceful in the past ten years." Chengyan smiled: "No major events have happened in the world."

"When you are extremely quiet, you will think about moving." Chengxu looked towards the direction outside the cave: "The emperor is old, and the princes have grown up."

Chengyan looked heavy.

"This place is humble and not a place for entertaining. Chengyan, please entertain my uncle Huinan and my nephew Fakong for me."

"Yes."

Fakong and Huinan, led by Chengyan, came to a temple.

This monastery is located in front of a stone wall.

The stone wall just blocked the cold wind from the north.

To the south of the monastery is an open square, and a hundred meters away from the edge of the square is an unfathomable cliff.

Several strong pines leaned out from the cliff.

They were constantly under the strong wind blowing up along the cliff. Although they were cracked, they were still upright. The whistling sound of the strong wind blowing through the treetops was endless, like sobbing or sighing.

Before Chengyan left, Huinan said that Fakong wanted to see the "Great Sun Tathagata Immovable Sutra" written by Dashi Patriarch himself.

Dashi Patriarch was the founder of the Great Leiyin Temple. It is said that when he achieved the status of a bodhisattva and passed away, there was a auspicious light in the sky and a rosy glow to guide him.

What he wrote personally was recorded on the Xijia palm leaf.

Chengyan agreed happily.

A quarter of an hour later, Fakong came to a towering tower.

This huge tower made of purple copper is about 100 meters high and is located at the top of Leiyin Peak. The top of the tower pierces the void. It is the famous Leiyin Tower.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the tower, the purple light is faint, and the three big characters "Zangjing Pavilion" on the plaque are shining with golden light.

Standing under the tower, I feel like a little ant.

Fakong can't help but think.

How was such a huge tower cast and installed?

It is said that this Leiyin Tower was built more than 2,000 years ago. The ancients had such means, which is amazing.

Fakong followed Chengyan into the Leiyin Tower and went straight to the sixth floor.

Each floor is densely packed with bookshelves, and monks are reading attentively in front of the bookshelves.

Six old monks sat on the sixth floor.

They wore apricot yellow monk robes, their beards and eyebrows were white, and their bald heads seemed to be painted with oil and wax, shining like a man.

The six people sat cross-legged on the cushions like six statues.

Fakong couldn't even sense their vitality, let alone their cultivation, as if there was no one in front of him.

In the middle of the six people was a white jade lotus seat, on which was enshrined the "Mahavairocana Tathagata Immovable Sutra" recorded on the Xiga palm leaf that Fakong had requested.

Chengyan clasped his hands together and bowed six times, paying respects to each one, and then reported that he wanted to let Fakong of the Vajra Temple watch the Mahavairocana Tathagata Immovable Sutra.

The six old monks opened their eyes and glanced at Fakong.

Fakong was awed.

The six old monks' eyes were clear and peaceful, but they had amazing penetrating power, and they saw through him at once.

"Amitabha!"

They said in unison, nodded gently in unison, and closed their eyes again.

Fakong smiled.

But he was solemn in his heart, doubting whether the six old monks had seen through him, especially whether they had seen the Medicine Buddha.

Medicine Buddha was his biggest secret.

He clasped his hands together and bowed, then came to the lotus seat, picked up the Xiga palm leaf sutra, and sat down on the lotus seat gently.

It was as if the six old monks were guarding him.

Chengyan was stunned.

He didn't expect Fakong to be so bold and sit directly on the lotus seat. Didn't he feel the pressure from his masters at all?

He looked at the six old monks.

They were motionless as if they had entered a state of meditation, and they seemed to be oblivious to Fakong's bold and surprising move.

He winked at Fakong.

Fakong had been attracted by the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata, and it was impossible for him to be distracted. In his mind, golden characters were appearing one by one.

The golden light was dazzling and dazzling.

The number of words in the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata was far more than the Buddhist scriptures he had seen before.

The Diamond Sutra had the least words, the Moonlight Bodhisattva Tonghui Sutra was slightly better, and the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata had more words than the two sutras combined.

As the Medicine Buddha recited, the golden characters turned into lotus buds.

As the recitation was completed, the buds gathered in the center, and then turned into a bright and flawless lotus, floating under the Medicine Buddha.

The lotus under the Medicine Buddha's seat suddenly increased by two layers. After reciting the Medicine Buddha Sutra, five drops of sweet rain fell.

One hundred and twenty days of life!

Fakong was overjoyed.

Originally, he thought that the Mahavairocana Immovable Sutra would also increase one layer like the Moonlight Bodhisattva's Wisdom Sutra. He was even worried that more Buddhist scriptures would be needed in the future, and one Mahavairocana Immovable Sutra would not increase one layer of lotus seat.

He never expected that the Mahavairocana Immovable Sutra would increase two layers of lotus seat!