Chapter 295 Yuanshi talks about Buddhism
"What, what kind of ferocious monster is that? It has such a violent and ferocious aura?!"
"It turned out to be a blood-colored mosquito demon. The aura on this body...is the unique aura in the Netherworld Blood Sea. Could it be related to the Styx River?"
"Didn't Master Styx get seriously injured by a saint when he last preached and used the Blood God Son to escape? Why did he show up? Could it be that the injury has healed?"
"...?"
Feeling the fierce aura, the gods speculated on the origin of this monster mosquito. Amitabha Buddha and Mother Chunti's expressions darkened, and everyone could see that they were in a bad mood.
In the midst of everyone's puzzled expressions, the vicious mosquito flew directly onto the golden lotus in the sea of luck, and let out an excited scream. A thin and long mouthpart suddenly grew out of the corner of its mouth, carrying an extremely sharp aura. , instantly pierced through the defense of the Twelfth Grade Merit Golden Lotus, and started to devour it.
"Gulu...Gulu..."
The world was silent, except for the sound of the vicious mosquito devouring the golden lotus. Obviously, all the gods were dumbfounded. No one expected such an amazing scene to happen.
"hiss!"
"Aren't I dazzled? That demonic mosquito actually...actually swallowed up the golden lotus."
"Oh my god, is this world crazy? The golden lotus has unparalleled defense and is a top-notch innate spiritual treasure that even a saint cannot crush with one blow. And now it has been eaten by a vicious mosquito. How is this possible?"
"Where did this demonic mosquito come from, so powerful that it even broke the defense of Golden Lotus?"
"..."
Countless powerful people in the world who are paying attention to this place are alarmed. Such a shocking thing has happened. This monster is so fierce. It even dares to touch the fortune-preventing treasure of Buddhism, and it also has the ability to devour it. Golden lotus.
The expressions of Amitabha Buddha and Chunti Buddha Mother changed dramatically, but they were helpless. Buddhism was first established, and this was the time when luck was gathering. During this process, they and others should not interfere with the luck pool with any external force, otherwise it would affect the luck. But at this moment, the demonic mosquito is devouring the Golden Lotus of Fortune. If it is not stopped, it will be even worse.
A dilemma lies before them: to kill the demonic mosquitoes, or to wait until the luck is collected before taking action? Both are very unfavorable to them, so they can only choose the one with less loss of profits.
"Senior brother, what kind of evildoer is that guy? He dares to devour my golden lotus of luck in Buddhism. What should I do now?" Mother Zhunti said anxiously.
"This is the first mosquito in the world. It is a heterogeneous blood-winged black mosquito. It was born in the sea of blood. It is born with the law of blood and the law of devouring. It is rampant and extremely ferocious." Amitabha took a deep breath and said solemnly,
"Now we can only wait until the destiny of the west has gathered before we can capture it."
"But, senior brother..."
"There is only one chance to gather luck. It is related to the future of Buddhism. If the golden lotus is gone, there will be others in the future, but the future of Buddhism cannot be touched." Amitabha shook his head and said.
"Yeah, but how long will it take?"
"It will be soon." Amitabha said slowly, staring at the blood mosquitoes in the sea of luck.
The gods in the East felt extremely happy when they saw this scene. The loss of luck in the West would only bring benefits to the East, but no harm.
Some monks who didn't know the situation were puzzled. The blood mosquito eats the golden lotus, but the Buddhist people don't stop it. What's going on? Is there some secret we don't know?
"Look, it's fallen. That golden lotus has actually dropped to the first level!" As the blood mosquitoes continued to devour it, the twelfth-level golden lotus with merit dropped to the eleventh level, and a large amount of its innate origin was lost.
"It's downgraded again, to the tenth level!" Seeing the level of the golden lotus drop, why do I feel some inexplicable excitement in my heart? Could it be that seeing other people's misfortune makes me happy? This is to base one's happiness on the pain of others. Feel?
"Look, it's ninth grade!"
"..."
At this time, the luck of the West finally stopped converging on Lingshan. Immediately, Buddha Mother Zhunti took action, and the saint took action, which was naturally extraordinary. No matter how powerful the mosquito Taoist was, he was only a Daluo Jinxian. Mother Mother Zhunti caught the blood-winged black mosquito without much effort, and sealed it. Keep his cultivation and imprison him.
However, at this moment, only the ninth grade of Buddhism's luck-preventing treasure is left. The innate source has been lost so much that if there are not a large number of innate things to make up for it in the future, this golden lotus will be like this for a lifetime.
At Kunlun Mountain, Yuan Shi withdrew his gaze. The Buddhist affairs were temporarily over. He turned his attention to the human world. At this moment, the princes were in chaos. In the era of the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period, hundreds of schools of thought contended.
He saw that Taoist Cihang was a self-proclaimed cultivator, experienced suffering in the world, performed acts of kindness and compassion everywhere, and helped save the lives of the people, thereby cultivating his Taoist heart and sharpening his character. In order to adapt to various living beings with different abilities and categories, Master Cihang even created thirty-two different identities to experience the stories of various types of people. Among them are the body of Paccekabuddha, the body of Pratyekabuddha, the body of Brahma, the body of Lord Buddha, the body of Isvara, the body of bhikshuni, the body of heroine, the body of boy, the body of virgin, the body of non-human body, etc.
He saw Manjusri Guangfa and Samantabhadra playing in the human world, experiencing the sophistication of the world, the warmth and coldness of the world, and finally lectured on the Dharma in Mount Wutai.
He saw Taoist Ran Deng meditating on the Great Dao at Lingjiu Mountain, with the glazed lights above his head twinkling and the rhyme of the Tao flowing.
Yuan Shi smiled mysteriously. The four traitors who originally explained the religion were now realizing the path of the world in their own way, and they did not devote themselves to Buddhism as they originally did.
Yuanshi was not surprised. If they really devoted themselves to Buddhism, Yuanshi would have doubted his ability then.
Yuan Shi raised his hand and carved several traces in the void, and a mysterious space fluctuation was generated. Then, he saw Cihang, Manjusri, Samantabhadra and the burning lantern on Lingjiu Mountain far away in the world, and instantly arrived in front of Yuan Shi.
"teacher."
A few people were in a familiar place before, but suddenly they came to Kunlun Mountain, which was an unknown distance away. They looked at each other warily at first. After discovering the figure of Yuanshi Tianzun, they immediately put down their vigilance and faced Yuanshi Yi. bye.
"Well, I see that the four of you have Buddha nature. Do you want to practice Buddhism?" Yuan Shi nodded, and then said calmly, without any emotion in his voice.
brush!
When the four of them heard this, their expressions immediately changed. They were frightened and uneasy. They quickly knelt down on the ground and said loudly: "Master, we have no intention of practicing Buddhism. Please enlighten me!"
"Yes." Yuan Shi responded lightly, and then stopped talking, but still stared at them.
The atmosphere among the five people suddenly became quiet. The four people on the ground were even more frightened and did not dare to speak out.
After a long time, Yuanshi finally said: "Get up, I did not say that you are wrong. All laws are Tao, the immortal way is the Tao, the martial way is the Tao, the demonic way is also the Tao, and the Buddhist way cannot escape the word "Tao". I don’t mean to look down on Buddhism. It’s just that based on what you are doing, Buddhism seems to be more suitable for you.”
"Yes, Master." When the four of them heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. However, based on what Yuan Shi said, they could not guess what Yuan Shi was thinking.
"I will preach to you for three days. After three days, I will give you other important instructions. You must complete them with all your heart." Yuanshi said.
The four of them looked at each other and said, "I will obey Master's decree!"
Yuanshi stopped talking and began to preach. What he was preaching at this moment was not to explain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, but to talk about the newly established Buddhist path. He does not talk about Buddhism and Taoism, nor does he talk about Buddhist Zen practices or Buddhist magical powers. Instead, he talks about Buddhism and Taoism classics.
In later generations, various Buddhist classics such as the Diamond Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, the Heart Sutra, the Prajna Sutra, the Lankavatara Sutra, the Infinite Life Sutra, and the Amitabha Sutra were added to his own Understanding is expressed through preaching. Even today’s Mahayana Buddhism does not have such a strong understanding of Buddhism.
Because Buddhism was first established, but what Yuanshi taught was a classic that would be understood by later generations in the countless years to come. This comparison revealed a gap, including a gap of several eras.
Master Cihang and others were shocked at first. They did not expect that their master's understanding of Buddhism was so powerful, even more powerful than Buddhism. But then, they immersed their entire minds in the endless Buddhist principles and began to understand their own Buddhism. Heart, go out of your own way.
In Yuanshi's sermons, there was no frivolity, no purple energy, and no wonderful sounds from heaven and earth, but only the plain and true way. Yuanshi has already reached the realm where every word is Tao and every move is Dharma. He doesn't need those foils, but he can do better.
That's it, the four of them were deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.
On Kunlun Mountain, the breeze blew, picking up a few fallen leaves, making several circles in the air and falling again. The sacred mountain was quiet and peaceful, with only the faint sound of Buddha singing.