Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 39 39. I teach you that everything is allowed

Leiyin Temple, inside a gate.

Seeing Zen Master Kong’s expression in horror, he stared at the door crack.

In the double gate, everything has been ruined: Mao Ci, Cao She, Chai Fei, Sang She, Jing Pavilion, Zen Yard, and Great Hall.

Farther away, only the prince was standing on the top of the Buddha, with black hair dancing wildly, but standing still in the heavy snow.

He wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

But he did not dare to escape.

As long as he escapes, he will die.

Now in this monastery, apart from the senior brother on the ninth peak of Xumi, he is the highest-ranking monk in Leiyin Temple.

Seeing many second- and third-generation disciples, and even seniors and brothers, all died at the hands of the prince. He didn’t know how much anger was pretending to be in his heart, but if he asked him to move forward, he would never dare to do it. You will be frightened, unable to control yourself, and tremble.

When he saw the prince in the form of a Buddha, he broke through the great array of demons in a short time, causing more than four hundred Zen monks to run away, old and beautiful.

I saw the prince performing Scarlet Tathagata again, breaking the Arhat formation with his fingers, making the 324 monks feel agitated, and their heads and heads are different. Now they are all buried in the snow.

Goodbye, the prince seamlessly switched between good and evil, showing the three aspects of hell, the sun, and the king of Ming, without tainting the light and karma of the Buddha.

This level of strength, this level of state of mind, has far exceeded his imagination and level.

Therefore, although Jian Kong was angry, he was even more afraid, and his heart was full of cowardice and the great horror that he could not dominate his life. For a time, his mind was agitated, and he actually remembered a lot of things before he became a monk.

When he was a child, his family was very wealthy, and he was predestined to be taught by a monk from Yunshui and cultivated pure Buddhism Zhenqi.

Later, his father saw that he liked martial arts, and he spent a lot of money to invite a teacher for him to teach him the sword technique. The teacher is said to be an abandoned disciple of the Heavenly Sword. Although he was abandoned, his sword technique is extraordinary. .

It’s just that when his teacher was expelled, he once swore a heart demon that he would never pass the Heavenly Sword Sword Technique to others in his life, so the teacher taught him not the Sword Sword Technique, but another one. Use the knife technique, but this is enough.

After twelve years of cultivating qi, and ten years of knife training, he was full of qi, and he finally became a teacher.

After that, he became a green-shirted knight who sang a righteous man. With a long knife, he used a long knife to fight his righteousness. Over time, he finally killed someone who shouldn’t be killed.

He remembered it clearly.

The cause is that the son of a powerful family in Lishan City is greedy for women’s beauty.

But the woman already had a husband, but it was a pity that she was a commoner.

So the young man worked a little bit and planned to kill the woman’s husband, and then grabbed the woman’s son and threatened her. If the woman refused to serve him well, then her son would be sent to the border.

The reason is simple. The child “accidentally” heard the truth about his father’s death, so he went to avenge him, but assaulting the powerful is a big crime, so being caught and imprisoned is indeed reasonable and legal.

The woman was sad and indignant, but she was helpless. For her son to survive, she could only endure the shame

It’s a pity that the woman didn’t know that her son was born with a certain weird power, and actually hurt the face of the powerful man, so he had his tongue cut off, his legs cut off, and he was thrown into a dark prison waiting to die. In order to get revenge on the boy who hurt his face, the powerful son actually made him tell the boy about his mother’s daily affairs.

The boy screamed in grief and angrily in the prison, then hit the wall and died.

And after three months of this, the powerful son got tired of playing with the woman, and then told her the truth.

The woman beat the drums to avenge justice, but the officials were in close cooperation with each other. The mountains and rivers twisted around the shelter to block, push, and delay, pointing the deer to the horse and turning black and white. How skilled, the woman had no way to avenge justice, so she hung herself in despair. dead.

At that time, Jiankong was still very passionate. After hearing this, he lurked in angrily, walked the way for the sky, and brutally killed the powerful man.

But this killing caused great disaster. After that, he not only broke his family and died, but he also ended up running away in panic until he met the Yunshui monk who taught him martial arts when he was young.

The Yunshui monk was the former abbot of Leiyin Temple. Because of the bond of mentoring and apprenticeship, the abbot shoved for him and asked him if he knew what was wrong.

He said: “The fault is not strong enough to kill the injustice in this world.”

The abbot made him kneel for three days, and then asked him: “Do you know what’s wrong?”

He said: “If I kill the rich and powerful family without leaving any trouble, naturally no one knows that I did it, and I won’t be hunted down here.”

The abbot let him kneel for three more days, and then asked: “Do you know what’s wrong?”

He didn’t answer because he was fainting.

The abbot asked him to take him to eat the fast food, and then took the Buddhist scriptures to him, so that he could think about it and read it day and night.

A month later, the abbot asked him the same question again.

At that time, he was a little uncertain and said: “Although he committed a crime, I also committed a crime. He killed and I also killed. I am no different from him.

To create an evil is to plant a kind of evil, repay the grievances, and endlessly. If you are influenced by great compassion and taught to him, it is planted with good thoughts, so as to induce him to repent and let him do good deeds for the rest of his life. Make up for sins. “

The abbot smiled and said, “The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and it is the shore when you turn back. What do you see?”

He still replied with some uncertainty: “Everything is empty.”

The abbot laughed loudly, “From now on, your law name will be called Jiankong.”

Since then, his state of mind has been calm, and the abbot helped him settle the mundane things, because after he became a monk, he would have no home. After putting down his butcher knife, he could become a Buddha.

After the abbot passed away, the brother took the stick, and the previous generation of monks gradually sat down.

In a blink of an eye, he has become the first-generation disciple of Leiyin Temple, but his cultivation has never progressed, and Buddhism has stagnated even more. No matter how he breaks through or seeks hard, he will eventually come to an end.

The Buddha said that there is no need for it, so he did not ask, daily chanting, practice, and practice. From then on, it is mediocre. It has reached forty-six in a flash. It has become the bottom of the first generation of disciples. However, there are many noble people in Leiyin Temple. Slowly, he stopped paying attention to martial arts.

Up to this moment, he looked at the prince on the top of the Buddha, that murderous demon who mows the grass, and his undisturbed mood was shocking, uncontrollable, fear, trembling, and panic filled his mind.

And these emotions were completely absent when he was less than twenty.

Even if he once killed that powerful son, fleeing everywhere, being chased and killed, precarious, he has never been so scared and panicked at this time.

Could it be that his mood is not as good as his twenty-year-old self?

Wasn’t afraid of death at that time, but now afraid of it again?

What is it that has been practicing meditation for so many years?

What did you get?

Seeing the sky, I couldn’t help but wonder.

“Why?”

He was crawling on the ground, unable to understand.

“What exactly is this for?”

He questioned himself again.

He couldn’t find the answer, but no matter what the answer was, it didn’t matter anymore, because everything was over, the last Buddha statue was about to collapse, and Leiyin Temple would become history.

however

He waited for a long time, but did not wait for the rumbling sound of the last Buddha statue to break.

Xia Ji’s palm was attached to the cracked Buddha statue.

The old spirit has disappeared, and the new spirit is being poured in.

The nine levels [Now Tathagata Zen] allow Xia Ji to be born with the Tathagata form, but this form is the form of others after all.

The second acquisition of the skill beads turned the skill beads into a deep golden color, and also made this method blend with his mind, and turned into a light red evil heart Tathagata, which is his own spirit.

The improvement of Tathagata Zen also improved the overall Buddha Zen of the three generations.

The spiritual gifts on the three statues of Leiyin Temple allowed him to go further, so that he could leave a “spiritual imprint.”

Nowadays, the originally gloomy Buddha statue has gradually taken on a look.

The cracks healed slowly, almost miraculously.

for a long time

He has completed the entry of this mark.

The Buddha statue also stands up again, although it is not gilded, it looks very extraordinary.

From now on, those who worship this Buddha will worship him. The monk is not against the Buddha, nor can those who worship him.

He was tired and quiet, and jumped down from the Buddha’s body. The Buddha’s hands were staggered on his chest like alive, supporting him.

“Come and listen to me.”

A calm voice came to the surroundings.

This voice contained great magic power, like the words of the Buddha, which made the remaining monks dare not follow it.

Therefore, Jiankong followed a group of monks out of the darkness, trembling and trembling, not daring to gasp, and sat quietly in the snow, looking at each other.

A peaceful chanting sounded:

“The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who walks deep in the Prajna Paramita, sees the five aggregates of emptiness, and saves all suffering. Relics, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from emptiness, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and feelings and consciousness are also like this

The scriptures are only ordinary scriptures, but they become unusual because they contain the magical meaning of Xia Ji.

The magical intent complements the Buddha image, and it is instilled in the minds of all monks present at this time, shaking their minds and subverting their learning.

In normal times, these monks would not be easily moved by the devil’s intent, but at this time, in the face of the great horror of death, their defenses had long been broken, and they were taken advantage of by this devil’s chanting.

After reading a scripture, Xia Ji began to recite the second.

Time is fast.

Not long after, the sutra has been recited, the snow has slowed down, and the sky is gloomy.

The prince rested on the bergamot, with a calm and gentle expression, his pupils half open and half closed.

The monks who were taught by him only felt a splitting headache.

Some are unbearable and crazy,

A few of them still cling to the spiritual platform and maintain their original Zen mind.

However, there are others who have almost completed their spiritual transformation this night, and Jiankong is one of them.

Jiankong watched the prince who was like a sleeping Buddha, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He listened to the teaching all night. At first, he was full of obstacles. At first, his mind was full of obstacles. After the prince reciting the Dharma, he felt more comfortable in his heart, as if there was no more obsession or confusion.

However, there was the last barrier blocking him, so that as long as he remembered, he would have difficulty breathing like drowning.

He took a step forward, bowed his head and said, “Respect my Buddha, please tell me why everything is empty?”

His words are also the common doubts of many “awakened” monks.

These monks are looking forward to the answer.

“wrong.”

A faint voice came back.

Seeing Kong’s face was blank.

The voice said again:

“Everything, everything, all, yes.”

The four characters came out slowly,

Just change one word,

But it became the sound of rolling thunder,

Drinking like a bang,

Like a divine initiation,

These four characters suddenly turned into violent beasts, and the turbulent waves rushed into all the minds of Jiankong. All spirits, all consciousnesses, all past, shattered his last barrier.

He suddenly understood why he was afraid, why he hadn’t made progress for decades.

It’s just because what he originally chanted was not his sutra, and what he was worshiping was not his Buddha, and his mind was blocked. How to enter? ? !

He bowed deeply, kowtows, and between kowtows, many thoughts flowed through.

Raise his head again, he is no longer what he used to be.

He ushered in a new life.

Seeing a flash of red light flashed between the empty eyes

After that, he got up, lucked, and suddenly shot at the monks beside him, those monks still frowned, never enlightened, and never understood the meaning of this new Buddha.

Since they cannot usher in a new life, then they will usher in destruction. Since the Buddha is here, why should the Buddha take the initiative?

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Under the Buddha statue, there was another fight, one side is the monk of Leiyin Temple who believed in Xia Ji, and the other side is the monk who maintains his original heart and still fears.

However, the spirits of the two sides are completely different. The former quickly completed the killing of the latter, and then walked around to see if there were any fish slipping through the net.

Xia Ji didn’t pay attention to these killings. In fact, he fell asleep tired after saying the four characters.

Now, he is just trying to maintain a posture of the Buddha lying down. If he can, he wants to lie down comfortably in large print, and then wake up naturally, or be awakened by a twittering sister, it is not impossible.

The winter is full of snow, it is a good time to appreciate plums, cook wine and listen to music, and then spend a lot of money to reward a favorite actress to bring back the warm bed, that would be better, but these really have nothing to do with him.

He is the demon Buddha, sleeping in the snow.

(End of this chapter)