Chapter 1864: The Beauty of Linzi and the Rituals of Mount Xumi

In Donghua Pavilion, silence lasted for a while.

Qi Tianzi retracted his finger and smiled: "You are so extravagant, Jiang Qingyang!"

Under the pearls, there seemed to be a shadow on his face, which was the shadow of this great empire: "Even me! I can't say that everything goes as planned and that I live my life as I wish."

Jiang Wangdao: "I believe that having one's wishes fulfilled is the first-class right. Your Majesty is supreme, you possess the Eastern Kingdom, and your Sacred Heart is the Heart of Heaven. How can you be dissatisfied?"

"Those who enjoy the first-class rights must bear the first-class responsibilities." Emperor Qi said: "People, the higher you stand, the farther you see, the more you think. You can't do whatever you want, just do whatever you want. You are a foolish king who acts recklessly and is a thief. How can you not care about all people when he is worshiped by all people?"

Jiang Wang lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, Rat Eyes!"

Emperor Qi said quietly: "Don't you think that since you have suffered enough in the demon world, I can't bear to treat you harshly anymore?"

Jiang Wang said: "I don't understand. I only know that Your Majesty wants to reward mediocre officials."

The emperor laughed angrily, sneered twice, and then said: "The only way to discover the truth is to ask for it yourself. But it is also possible to draw parallels and draw parallels. You, Jiang Qingyang, have made great contributions to the human race, and you have a treasure trove of real people's experiences, so you can take a look!"

"As for your request for real people to be invincible, is there any way to be invincible in the world? There are only invincible people! Even though Daqi's treasury has all kinds of wonderful methods, it still depends on whether you are the material."

Jiang Wang thought for a while and said, "I should be."

Han Ling stood motionless, his eyes seemed frozen, as if he was pondering the mysteries of the universe.

The emperor was silent for a moment and then said: "I have a suggestion."

Jiang Wangdao: "I am listening attentively."

"A man should learn from the enemy of ten thousand people! I don't know that soldiers are not enough to dominate the world. The military god is powerful in all directions, and it is not just his fists that rely on it." Qi Tianzi said: "Xiu Yuan probably has some obstacles with you. Go to Jueming Island , I asked Qi Xiao to teach you."

It turned out that Jiang Wang had fulfilled his responsibilities as a god and went to practice behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, so the emperor wanted to ask Xiu Yuan to take him to practice and learn the art of war. After all, he is a military hero. He only knows how to fight and rush, but he is not very decent.

Now that he has gone around the demon clan with such great vigor, he cannot learn the art of war. As long as he goes to the battlefield in the demon world now, he will inevitably become the priority target of the demon clan. No tactics of war are easy to use.

After all, the emperor did not want to waste this talented man in the rough, and still hoped to carve it out.

Jiang Wang had no room to refuse, so he cupped his hands and said, "I am willing to go."

After a while, seeing that the emperor had no intention of saying anything else, he was very discerning and bowed again: "Wei Chen, please leave."

"Wait a minute." Qi Tianzi said casually: "Who is on duty in the political hall?"

Han Ling seemed to have come to life at this time: "It's Ye Henshui, the court official."

The emperor waved his hand: "Pull him to endorse. Follow the old rules."

Jiang Wang opened his mouth to speak, but after thinking for a while he said nothing and followed Han Ling honestly.

After Jiang Wang left, a figure came from the side pavilion and sat down facing the emperor.

It was Jiang Rumo, the current Prime Minister of the country, who looked kind, kind-hearted, and kind.

The emperor picked up a book next to him, but did not open it immediately, but said: "It's not easy. I see that his body is very different from half a year ago, when he lived and died countless times in the demon world."

"Marquis Wu'an's experience this time is enough to shine through the annals of history. No one can find fault with it." Jiang Rumo said in a low voice: "But looking at today's behavior... is Marquis Wu'an a little arrogant?"

"He is depressed." Emperor Qi said: "Sometimes I also want to turn it upside down, regardless of whether the mountains and rivers are upside down. Besides, he is a young man with a strong heart and a weak crown... When the Prime Minister was young, didn't he want to ignore the moment? ?"

Having said this, the emperor smiled to himself: "I forgot that the Prime Minister has no temper. He didn't have it when he was young."

Jiang Rumo, who had always been arrogant, just said: "Your Majesty has high expectations for Marquis Wu'an."

Emperor Qi said quietly: "I want to achieve the great achievements of the ancients, but how can I do it without the talents of the ancients?"

Jiang Ru sighed silently: "You are looking forward to the next military god, but Marquis Wu'an is young after all, and I don't know if he can understand His Majesty's painstaking efforts."

"Then it depends on whether he has a long-term view." Qi Tianzi said calmly: "If he is Jiang Mengxiong in the future, he can ride on Tianjing on horseback. Why not draw his sword to Xin'an?"

Jiang Rumo's face was kind and sad: "I'm afraid he is not."

Emperor Qi laughed, opened the book in his hand, read it carefully, and said, "How can everything in the world be as I wish?"

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The Marquis Wu'an of Daqi, who was not quite as the emperor wanted him to be, felt unprecedented enthusiasm in Linzi these days.

Not only is there a constant flow of visitors, but the city is bustling with people.

It’s not just that the poetry gatherings are endless and the banquets are endless.

The four famous museums and the eight famous buildings are all open to human heroes for free. It is known as "the wind and moon coming to Zi, bringing the joy of Wu'an".

Wen Yushui Pavilion under the name of Yangxin Palace even paid Lord Jiang to play there. Jiang Wuxie let out a message, saying, "If Jiang Wu'an can be favored, he should pave the ground with Yuan stones."

Jiang Wuyou said: "If you are so rich, come to Huaying Palace Shop."

Those celebrities were crazy and rushed to compose poems for the heroes.

Those girls in the boudoir throw flowers to the prince's mansion every day.

The heroic deeds of being exiled in the hinterland of the demon clan, caring for the human race and returning alone, are sung in the mouths of storytellers...

At this time, Jiang Wang went south alone.

It was already decided to go to Jueming Island to practice with Commander Qi Xiao, and I had to take care of my rest for a while before that. Moreover, the emperor thought that he had just returned from the demon world, and he thoughtfully gave him a holiday.

This time on my trip south, I went to Mount Sumeru to return home the most precious treasure, the Zhiwen Bell, which was the treasure of the Lord's preaching in those days. It was really hot to have on my body. Secondly, I also want to go to the Duke of Huai's Mansion in person to thank Mr. Zuo for his deep friendship.

He originally intended to ask Master Kujue to return the Zhiwen Bell, which could be regarded as repaying the kindness of rescuing him many times. But Master Kujue refused to take over, saying that the Lord of the East Holy Land could not worship the gate of the West Holy Land... so he had no choice but to go alone.

Zen Master Xing Nian’s karma burned his body to open a way for him. He could not forget this feeling.

Mount Sumeru is located in the southwest, and its name as a holy land of Buddhism has existed since ancient times.

It can be said to have a long history.

Jiang Wang traveled to the Southern Territory several times, but it was always the same.

That day, I came alone with my sword in hand. Among the mountains, I suddenly saw a monk with bright features appearing in the morning light.

This monk has a brilliant appearance, which naturally instills trust in people. However, there is a break on his left eyebrow, which makes him a little colder.

He saluted from afar and said, "The person coming is the Marquis of Wu'an of Daqi, the benefactor Jiang Wangjiang?"

Jiang Wang knew in his heart that he must be a monk from Mount Xumi, so he raised his palm and said in return, "I'm Jiang Wang. I don't know the master's name..."

"Poor monk Zhaowu." Zen Master Zhaowu said very gently and politely: "I just happened to come down the mountain... What a fate!"

What just went downhill.

Earlier, when he was still in the demon world, Master Kujue said that the bald man named Zhaowu in Mount Sumeru was always hanging around in front of the door, countless times a day.

Jiang Wang estimated that as soon as he left Qi State, Zen Master Zhaowu followed him.

Being able to bear it until now is worthy of the True Lord's determination.

Now he is also an adult man who understands the world. He sees through things without saying anything. He only said: "It is indeed tied to the past. I came here to visit Baoshan. If you are free, can you lead the way?"

Zen Master Zhaowu said hurriedly: "Get time, get time!"

He once had an encounter with Huang Weizhen, the most popular person in the Chu region for three thousand years, and Zen Master Zhaowu was also a prominent figure. Later, he became the true king of enlightenment and achieved the status of Bodhisattva. He was also regarded as a master in Mount Sumeru.

Naturally, it was for the sake of Zhi Wen Zhong that he treated Jiang Wang politely, who was young and whose cultivation level was no better than that of Shen Lin.

Jiang Wang didn't take it too seriously. He still followed Zhaowu with the courtesy of a junior.

But Zhao Wu was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he turned his palm and held up a miniature hill.

This mountain is filled with aura and unique craftsmanship. The flowers and plants in the cloud forest are all real.

Unfortunately, Jiang Wang did not appreciate the elegance of the carvings and asked in a disgraceful manner: "Zen Master, aren't we going to Mount Sumeru?"

Zen Master Zhaowu smiled brightly: "Mount Sumeru has arrived!"

As he spoke, he moved his sleeves and the world changed in an instant.

Jiang Wangshang holds the sword in his hands and is already "in this mountain"!

Thousands of mountains are before our eyes, and Sumeru is in the Mustard Seed!

But I saw the vast sea of ​​clouds opening infinitely before my eyes, and a huge Buddhist altar could be seen deep in the clouds.

There is a lotus seat in the middle of the Buddhist altar, and a giant Buddha sits on the lotus seat.

This Buddha has a dazzling golden body, a big belly, big earlobes, and a broad face that always smiles. Boundless brilliance, endless brilliance.

No matter which direction you look at it, you seem to be facing this Buddha directly.

Surrounding this giant Buddha are densely packed monks from Mount Sumeru.

All the monks sat facing each other.

At this moment, they all clasped their hands and bowed their heads to Jiang Wang at the same time to pay respect!

Zen Master Zhaowu stepped aside in front of the sea of ​​clouds, allowing all courtesy to go to Jiang Wang.

This is the prostration of Thousand Buddhas, the highest courtesy of Mount Sumeru!

Since the completion of Mount Xumi, not a single person has received this gift.

"How can I bear this?!"

Jiang Wang hurriedly avoided.

However, Zen Master Zhaowu bowed in front of him and stopped him where he was.

"The entire Sumeru Mountain, from the mountain lord Yongde down, except for those who are sitting in the gate, are all here! Everyone is respectful!" Zhaowu was above the sea of ​​clouds, pretending to lead the monks on the Buddhist platform, and said to Jiang Wang: "We use this method I hope Donor Jiang knows how much kindness you have to Mount Xumi."

"Shame on Jiang! I really don't dare to accept such a great gift!" Jiang Wang said sincerely: "I only had the help of Zen Master Xing Nian. Fortunately, I was able to return to my homeland with a glimmer of hope. There is really no merit to speak of. To say it is a great favor, it is Zen Master Xing Nian has been very kind to me.”

Zhao Wu held his arm and said, "Come with me."

Following his words, the giant Buddha suddenly raised his hand, with its huge palms filled with infinite light, spread out in the air, facing the sky, and stretched out in front of Jiang Wang.

This is the Buddha worshiped by Mount Xumi, the ancestor worshiped, and the supreme way!

But he built a bridge with Buddha's palms and led Jiang Wang to the Pure Land of Sumeru.

Jiang Wang was deeply surprised and felt that it was difficult to perform this ceremony, but he was supported by Zhaowu and walked into the palm of the Buddha.

Infinite Brahma is singing in my ears, and at this time I feel great purity in my heart.

Those frustrations, resentments, and unrelieved pain are all gone in an instant!

This road is like a road to the other side, with the glory of redemption surging everywhere.

But there are golden lotus paving the ground, but there is Buddha light bathing the body.

One step is thousands of miles away, and one step is a great change.

Three steps later, he had already appeared with Zhao Wu in a magnificent and seemingly infinitely high hall.

Although it is a palace, one can observe the vastness of the universe and see the vastness of heaven and earth.

Looking up, there is a vast sea of ​​stars. Looking down, there is a picture of the Supreme Principle of Brahma. Looking around, you see the wisdom of Bodhi and the perseverance of the Golden Congo.

The giant Buddha is still enshrined in the middle of the hall. Holding the sun and moon in the palm of your hand, smiling at all living beings.

But a fat monk who had previously led the crowd to salute in the Buddha Platform Square now walked up to Jiang Wang wearing a brocade cassock and smiling broadly.

Holding Jiang Wang's hand tightly: "How many years have Mount Xumi waited for you!"

Zhaowu introduced at the side: "This is the current mountain master of Mount Xumi, whose dharma name is Yongde."

Speaking of which, Jiang Wang has also met the current abbot of Xuankong Temple, Master Kuming, who is also a fat monk.

If "fat" is the standard for the abbot of the Holy Land, it would be difficult for Senior Ku Jue to fulfill his wish...

However, although the two abbots are both relatively "full" in body shape, from the appearance point of view, Master Ku Ming and Zen Master Yongde are two extremes.

The Master of Misery lives up to his name, he is extremely miserable, his face is always full of sorrow, and he looks like he is burning with worry.

Zen Master Yongde was smiling brightly and brightly. It seems that there are so many happy things that I can’t even hide them. It was like he was holding Jiang Wang's hand and smiling, showing eight white and round teeth. It was so cordial that it didn't feel like it was the first time we met.

"How many years to wait for me... Where to start?" Jiang Wang asked doubtfully.

Yongde held his hand affectionately, and shook it again and again: "You have a great fate with me as a Buddha! I wonder if you are interested in joining my sect? It is also a good way for me to have magical powers and have successors!"

Zhaowu explained on the side: "The master of Yongde Mountain majored in the Maitreya Sutra of Rebirth, and his cultivation reached heaven and earth. He spent five hundred years in the town and five hundred years in the town. By the way, this is the abbot's book. Jing…do you understand what I mean?”

These monks from Mount Xumi were so direct, which really made Jiang Wang uncomfortable.

He stammered: "I just came... to return the bell."

Yongde glanced at the Zhiwen clock in Jiang Wang's hand and said with a smile, "Is this clock easy to use?"

Recalling the scene of sweeping away the demon kings with the Zhiwen Bell in hand, I still feel happy.

Jiang Wang said honestly: "It's a true treasure!"

Yongde said: "You are an overlord prince with a very deep background. This bell was obtained from the demon clan. If you insist on taking it yourself, Mount Xumi can't do anything to you. Why do you want to return the bell again?"

Jiang Wang was silent and finally said: "Zhong Shangxing Nian Zen Master Yu Wen is still here."

Zhaowu looked up at the sea of ​​stars and was silent for a moment.

Zen Master Yongde said again: "That fellow Kujue made a list for you, right or wrong?"

Judging from the tone of this mountain master, Senior Ku Jue is really famous.

Jiang Wang said sincerely: "I came to Mount Sumeru to fulfill Zen Master Xing Nian's last wish and return the Buddha's treasure. I have nothing to ask for."

Yongde said: "The true Dharma is not taught lightly, and the ground is paved with gold bricks when it is passed on. If you come to Mount Xumi and get nothing, then where is the treasure of Zhongzhong?"

Before Jiang Wang could speak, Yongde said again: "Kuchue actually doesn't understand our Mount Xumi. He doesn't even understand Xuankong Temple very well. He's just used to being stubborn... What's listed on that list is nothing. If you can Come to Mount Sumeru and I will give you some truly good things.”

While speaking, Yongde looked at Zhaowu again: "I think if Lord Jiang enters Mount Sumeru, he can control the Zhiwen Bell. What do you think, uncle?"

Zhaowu was shocked and turned pale: "How could this happen? I know that the bell is the most precious treasure of my mountain gate. It was left by the World Honored One. Only the mountain master in the past can hold it!"

"Why not?" Yongde said angrily: "This Zhiwen Bell was brought back by Donor Jiang, which shows that he has a deep connection with Buddha! Master Xing Nian has such great cultivation and insight into cause and effect, and delivered the Zhiwen Bell, it shows that he is the future! "

Zhaowu gritted his teeth to dissuade him: "Don't take this important matter lightly! How can anyone know the bell immediately after entering the gate? There is no such precedent in history! If the abbot insists on doing it, how can he stop everyone from talking about it!?"

Yongde argued hard: "Then I will pass on his mantle and train him to be the next mountain master! If anyone has any objections, feel free to come to me!"

"I disagree!"

"It's not up to you!"

The more they quarreled, the more intense they became. They were so loud that their faces turned red. But even though they were noisy and noisy, they all looked at Jiang Wang when they saw that he remained silent.

Zen Master Zhaowu coughed lightly and said, "Little donor Jiang, what do you think? You might as well speak out."

Jiang Wang bowed sincerely and said: "The three precepts of a gentleman are always the most important. If I come here because of greed, I may not be blessed by Mount Sumeru."

Yongde and Zhaowu looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Jiang Wang took off the Zhiwen Bell from his wrist, took it out with both hands, and placed it respectfully in Yongde's hands: "This treasure belongs to its original owner. Jiang Wang has fulfilled his promise to Tianhe, and he has no regrets."

"Xumi Shanruo said he must give me something."

"Just recite the scripture of the past life for me."

"The demon world is a long way away, and my soul has no place to stay. I am lucky enough to come back, but there are many people who will never come back."

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