Mirroring the changes

"Could he be a Buddhist?"

Zen Master Obscure exclaimed.

Patriarch Mi Qian said noncommittally with a smile on his face: "The last time the golden light of the teachings was shed was six hundred years ago."

"When the 'Lian Zong' succeeds in establishing its sect!"

The Lotus Sect is also the ‘Pure Land Sect’ in Buddhism.

This sect began six hundred years ago with Zen Master Huiyuan of Donglin Temple.

Specializing in the Samadhi of reciting the name of the Buddha, we hope to be reborn in the West together.

He proposed that the world is turbid and relying on "self-strength" to get rid of difficulties is a "difficult path", and advocated "taking advantage of the power of Buddha's vows" ("other power") to be reborn in the Pure Land.

Like the ‘Heart Sect’, it is also a branch sect of Zen Buddhism.

"The establishment of the clan was successful?!"

"Auspicious Dharma Ceremony?!"

Almost instantly, Zen Master Huiming thought of the ‘Auspicious Dharma Assembly’ held in Daleiyin Temple.

The words "Auspicious Dharma Assembly" are taboo in Shasheng Temple.

This is all because two hundred years ago, the abbot Huizhuo Zen Master once defeated the group of monks and almost succeeded in establishing the sect.

However, at the last moment, he was challenged by Daleiyin Temple, so Abbot Huizhuo fell short in establishing the clan.

Since then, Zen Master Huizhuo has been seriously injured, and there has been no movement in seclusion to this day.

For this reason, the Shasheng Temple was closed for more than two hundred years.

It wasn't until Li Chen found the 'Red Lotus Karmic Fire' from the Blood Sea Secret Realm and urged the killing red lotus to open that the killing temple rekindled its incense.

"Uncle Master means... the Buddhist disciples participated in the auspicious Dharma assembly."

"And the establishment of the clan was successful at the auspicious ceremony!"

After Zen Master Huique finished speaking, his face was still full of disbelief.

He subconsciously looked to the side and met Zen Master Huiming's eyes, with shock in his eyes.

"I, Sesshoji, finally got what I wanted!"

"Amitabha!"

With tears in his eyes, the obscure Zen master bowed deeply to the west.

At the same time, Empty Nest Zen Temple.

As usual, Lonely Zen Master was preparing to use Xiantian Qi to cleanse Huaisheng's tendons and cut his marrow.

Suddenly, a golden light fell on the top of his head, and Zen sounds suddenly came to his ears.

Zen Master Loneliness was full of surprise: When people sit in a room, opportunities come from the sky?

Huaisheng stared at a pair of monkey eyes, looking at the lonely Zen master whose body was shining with golden light. He was shocked in his heart: Is the old man afraid that he will become a Buddha?

It shouldn’t be!

…

The golden light of teaching is a gift from heaven to reward inheritance.

And since Li Chen has two masters, Heaven will naturally not favor one over the other.

Thousands of miles away in the Xuanjing Division, the drunkard Qu Huanbo took off the gourd from his waist and filled all the cups in front of him.

But the drunkard's face was full of pain.

What a mistake, what a mistake!

He shouldn't have owed any favors in the first place, but he was tricked into going to the Xuanjing Division by the person named Pei. Not only was he busy all day long, but they also drank from him every day.

Especially that one who came here every now and then. Even if he had a wine pool, he would almost drink it all.

Weighing the wine gourd in his hand, Qu Huanbo was about to cry but had no tears: My dear disciple, master misses you.

Opposite Qu Huanbo, there were seven or eight figures standing at this moment.

Among the figures, a middle-aged man with a majestic face was sitting.

He looked at the amber wine in front of him and his taste buds were filled with excitement.

Ever since he drank the wine sent by Li Chen, Emperor Zhou had a special liking for this Immortal Monkey Wine.

I feel uncomfortable if I don't drink for a day.

Although the little monk Li Chen is not in the capital, his master Jiu Chi is in the Xuanjing Division.

So now, Emperor Zhou must come to Xuanjing Division every day.

"It's so beautiful~ It's so beautiful~"

Zhou Tianzi picked up the wine, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and his face was already slightly flushed.

His whole body seemed to have endless energy.

After all, the Immortal Monkey Wine is brewed by the Tianlu Spirit Monkey from the spiritual fruits of the world. It has been fermented to stimulate all the spiritual energy in it.

So it is not only delicious, but its efficacy is no less than natural treasures.

Emperor Zhou took a small sip and smacked it in his mouth. Unfortunately, he still couldn't hold it back and drank the second sip.

"Ha, I didn't taste anything."

After speaking, he directly placed the empty wine glass in front of Qu Huanbo.

Qu Huanbo didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this, and thought to himself: The longest road I have traveled is the emperor's routine.

Looking at the wine glass that was empty in the blink of an eye, Qu Huanbo had no choice but to fill it up again.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, too much alcohol is harmful to your health."

Emperor Zhou didn't care about his nonsense and just picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Well, I just got a taste of it."

"It seems that Aiqing's wine needs to be renamed."

Qu Huanbo's smile was uglier than his tears: "Your Majesty, please give me a name."

Emperor Zhou smiled and said:

"This king drinks this wine. Well, it takes three cups to taste it."

"How about changing it to 'Three cups into your arms'?"

After speaking, he placed the wine glass in front of Qu Huanbo.

Qu Huanbo's mouth twitched: Are you changing the name of the wine? I don’t even want to point you out!

I had no choice but to fill another cup.

Fortunately, the name "Three Cups into the Heart" is quite conservative. If it were named "Thousand Cups, Not Drunk", the consequences would be disastrous...

Disciple, when will you come to see me as my master?

If you don't come, my teacher's gourd will be empty.

Buzz~

While Qu Huanbo was thinking wildly, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped him directly.

This scene was so electric that even the people on the opposite side were startled.

"What's this?"

"Is the drunkard going to be so angry that he flies into the sky?"

"Ahem, it's not that bad. It's just a few glasses of wine. I'm not that stingy."

"How many glasses of wine are there for each of you?"

"Wait, this golden light has a magnificent sound of Zen, this is..."

"This is the golden light of teaching!"

"Auspicious Dharma Assembly!"

As soon as these words came out, someone in the Xuanjing Division asked for the 'Tianya Mirror'.

Tianya Mirror, the end of the world is just around the corner.

This mirror can illuminate the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and it is everywhere.

It is a piece of the Tianzi Mirror in the Xuanjing Division.

In just a moment, the mirror light was projected into the void, reflecting a real illusion.

The picture shows a continuous and dense group of mountains.

These peaks are very thin, and there is a monk sitting on each peak.

At first glance, it is the Li Zongbian in the auspicious Dharma Assembly.

"It is indeed an auspicious Dharma Assembly."

"Li Zongbian!"

Everyone looked over and saw a clean monk standing on the highest Zongzhi Peak.

He put his hands together, his temperament was calm, and he uttered a Zen sound.

"It's called 'Xinzong'!"

The Xinzong of Buddhism was born!

A Buddhist 'master' appeared in Da Zhou!

The golden light of teaching is the gift of heaven for inheritance, which naturally contains the way to break through.

It is said that as long as you are cleansed by the golden light of teaching, you will never encounter bottlenecks in the future.

Everyone looked at the golden light of teaching on Qu Huanbo with envy.

Who made him have a good apprentice?

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when the picture of Tianya Mirror was flowing, it fell on the face of the monk Zhengjue, the son of Leiyin Buddha.

A cold face came into everyone’s eyes.

“Eighth Prince!”

Unlike the piety in the eyes of other monks, the eyes of this son of Leiyin Buddha seemed to hide an inexplicable obsession.

Zhou Tianzi looked at this familiar face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold snort came faintly.

…

On the Liuyun flying boat.

Monk Xinguang looked at his open palm and frowned.

“No, no.”

“This hexagram is wrong!”

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