Chapter 733: Exiled Immortal Lotus Body, Bodhisattva Fruit for One Life
There is a mountain behind the Buddha-like Lingshan Temple, but there is an existence that is like a magical land.
In a huge cave, there is no sunlight and darkness all year round. It is at the bottom of the cave. The exposed ground is filled with magma and poisonous smoke. All kinds of dark and strange forces have caused the place to be devoid of life and have low cultivation. The monks from Jindan have entered. If they can't stay longer than a cup of tea, they will be exterminated here. But at this time, there are dozens of people in the huge space of the cave. In the middle of the magma at the bottom, there is a On the black lotus platform, a woman in a white dress and white hair is sitting cross-legged.
Under the black lotus platform, the scorching heat of the underground magma was attracted, burning the woman's body all the time. Every breath she took was a heartbreaking pain, while the woman sat cross-legged, holding the Bodhi Seal with her hands, and strengthened herself. Endure the pain.
On a hillside facing the woman, two monks were sitting cross-legged.
Of these two monks, one is three feet tall with finger-long black hair on his head, the roots of which are like iron halberds. The other is a short and fat monk wearing a purple and gold cassock. He has a solemn and solemn expression. He lowers his head and keeps talking. He plucked the rosary beads in his hand.
Around the grotto, there are dozens of golden Arhats, chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.
After another twelve hours, the tall, alcoholic monk opened his eyes, looked at the woman coldly, and shouted solemnly: "Witch Xiao Xue, you have degenerated yourself and become a demon by eating people. , if you commit the taboo of gods and demons, I will refine you with underground demon flames, wash you with cold springs, stab you with sharp knives, beat you with thorns, bury you with thick soil, and make you suffer the five sufferings of the underworld in your life to atone for your sins. To restore your innocence, do you have any resentment in your heart? Do you have hatred in your heart? Do you feel unwilling to accept this evil punishment?"
On the black lotus platform, Xiao Xue opened her eyes. There seemed to be endless pain in her eyes, but her eyes were clear. She squeezed the Bodhi Seal with her hand, suppressed the trembling in her voice, bowed her head slightly, and whispered : "Xiao Xue takes the blame!"
The wine-meat monk's voice was deep and deep, as if coming from the depths of the earth: "Where is the sin?"
Xiao Xue gritted her silver teeth and said in a low voice: "The crime is that I couldn't help myself and ate dirty things!"
Such an answer was obviously beyond the expectations of the monks. Even the golden Arhat sitting cross-legged in the air chanting sutras. Some people opened their eyes and lowered their heads to look down at the possessed woman below. The chanting voice in the void was slightly weaker. .
But the alcoholic monk nodded slowly, seemingly satisfied with the answer.
He slowly put his hands together and said solemnly: "Then remember your answer, cultivate the devil and cultivate the body, cultivate the Buddha and cultivate the mind!"
Xiao Xue lowered her head again and saluted: "Disciple, I have recorded it!"
The wine-meat monk's eyes turned cold and he said sternly: "It's useless to write it down. If you commit a big taboo, you will have to bear the full responsibility. Each breath of the five sufferings of the underworld is more intense than the suffering of a mortal in a lifetime. Every time you harm someone, , I will train you for one day, if you can hold on, until you pay off your sins, I will return you the lotus body of the banished immortal and become a Bodhisattva in your lifetime. Are you willing to continue to accept the sins?"
Xiao Xue replied: "Disciple is willing!"
The drunkard monk nodded, flicked his sleeves and said, "Continue to refine the demon!"
Above the black lotus below, swords with flashing golden light appeared in the air and stabbed Xiao Xue. Every time the sword stabbed, it penetrated directly into Xiao Xue's body. It did not damage the robes and showed no blood marks, but it penetrated directly into Xiao Xue. In her soul, she pinched the Bodhi Seal in pain with her green fingers clenched tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh. However, she frowned, gritted her silver teeth, and endured the pain without crying out.
"You used the five sufferings of the Netherworld to refine this girl's heart, which is a bit excessive..."
The leader spoke in a low voice at this time and seemed to look at Xiao Xue with some compassion.
The drunkard monk said coldly: "Not everyone can survive the evil calamity so easily like that child. This woman is defenseless when she falls into the devil, but it is a big mistake to be infected with the evil nature in her heart. I will help her practice with the five sufferings of the netherworld." Transforming the demonic thoughts in her heart, it also helped her refine the body of a true demon. If she had not had this willpower and perseverance to survive the demonic calamity, she would not have been able to control this demonic body and achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva!"
The leader of Lingshan Temple did not comment, and after a while he sighed softly and whispered: "There are rumors from the Demon Abyss that the Demon Head under the Nine Nethers sensed the movement of the nine coffins in the sky, and opened his right eye, indicating that a generation of true demons is about to be born. , and the real demon in this life has never been born in the Demon Abyss. All the major sects in China are looking for the whereabouts of this generation of real demons. Before, we all thought it would be Qian Zhang’s disciple, but who would have thought that this generation of real demons is actually Is this the girl who was abandoned a long time ago? It’s fate that manipulates people..."
The drunkard monk nodded and asked in a low voice: "How is the child now?"
The leader said: "He is still in my Lingshan Temple. As Qianzhang said, he has never agreed to be my Lingshan Buddhist disciple so easily, even if it is about his life. But I think it is only a matter of time. I have already written the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra." He's ready!"
Hearing this, the drunkard monk sighed: "What about Shenxiu?"
The first one said calmly: "The Lingshan Buddha is not a real Buddha, but a Buddhist protector. He is destined to bring about a great revival after the great decline of Buddhism. After achieving the results, he will naturally escape quietly. After the great prosperity of Buddhism, it will still take a long time." One true Buddha governs ten thousand Buddhas and promotes the Dharma. Shenxiu is this true Buddha. For him, it doesn't matter whether he is a disciple of Lingshan Buddha or not!"
The alcoholic monk frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but finally kept his mouth shut.
The atmosphere in the venue was slightly dull, but at this moment, suddenly, a Buddha's call came from outside, straight into the grotto, and then a somewhat urgent voice rang out: "The young monk Kumu asks to see the leader. I have a request." Report the matter..."
"Deadwood?"
The leader and the meat-and-potatoes monk were both slightly startled, but they knew that the withered wood monk had always been responsible for guarding the Sutra Collection Hall of Lingshan Temple and had not left even half a step for hundreds of years. For him, guarding the pavilion was practice and meditation. Why now? An exception?
"Did that child finally agree to join my Buddhist sect?"
There was even a flash of doubt on the face of the alcoholic monk.
The leader seemed to have the same idea. He stretched out his sleeves and opened a big ban: "Come in!"
"Whoosh!"
A gray figure rushed into the grotto, and there was a hint of anxiety on the face of the old monk. In a flash, he appeared in front of the alcoholic monk and the leader. He put his hands together in a tithe and whispered: " Something big happened..."
"But the kid finally agreed to be tonsured?"
The old monk with dead wood smiled bitterly: "No, he...he will never enter my Buddhist door..."
"Why?"
The leader was slightly startled, thinking that the child didn't seem to put his morality above his life...
When he was at Huangfu's house, he had already reached that point. He still didn't forget to call for help. This shows how strong his desire for survival is. Is it possible that such a guy would abandon his life just because he doesn't want to be a monk? ?
"He...he directly...robbed the Scripture Pavilion directly..."
The old monk withered wood had been silent all year round and had trouble speaking, but in his anxiety, he still managed to speak out.
"What?"
The meat-and-wine monk and the leader of Lingshan were stunned for a moment at the same time. Even with their level of cultivation, they were a little sluggish.
An Arhat next to him who overheard the conversation couldn't help but pick his ears and tilt his head this way.
"He...he didn't agree to join my Buddhist sect. Instead, he knocked out the old monk and robbed the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion..."
The old monk withered wood looked very angry, his voice was full of grief and indignation, and he could no longer stutter.
"I……****……"
The short and fat body of the leader of Lingshan Temple jumped up, revealing his true nature when he was killing pigs to make a living in the mortal world. With a violent and ferocious look on his face, he grabbed the fat monk's sleeves, his eyes flashed fiercely, and shouted: "Everyone is doing this." What was stolen?"
"Buddhas...contemplation sutras...Buddhist books...Prajna Sutras...burning lamps...subduing demon sutras...the only copy..."
The dead old monk stammered and spoke a series of names of Buddhist scriptures, and finally concluded: "...there are thirteen volumes in total..."
"Oh my God, there are so many good things left in total, and he damned them all..."
The leader of Lingshan Temple hurriedly turned around and took out a knife from his right sleeve. It was more than three feet long, single-edged and sharp. There was a bloodletting slot in the middle of the blade. It was the knife used to kill pigs. As soon as he saw him With this look, the golden-bodied Arhat in the air next to him felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew that once the leader took out the butcher knife he used in his mortal life, he would really want to kill someone.
Even the meat-and-potatoes monk couldn't help but laughed bitterly, grabbed the sleeve of the leader, and persuaded: "Sir, please calm down. Our Lingshan Temple guard is originally to guard against gentlemen and not against villains. That boy can't act like a gentleman no matter what." It’s not even remotely close to the mark. It’s hard to say anything when something like this happens. Who asked us to bring this robber from the spiritual world into the temple? Haha, when Junior Brother Bai left, didn’t he also say, We wanted this child to join our Lingshan Temple to protect the Dharma, but it probably didn't go so well, and it might have caused trouble. Later, he rushed to China in advance. He probably guessed the result and hid away to avoid suspicion..."
"Oh, I said that white guy was laughing so hard at that time, but I didn't expect it..."
The leader was still angry and extremely distressed.
The drunkard monk smiled bitterly and said: "Buddhist scriptures all have rubbings, so the loss is of little significance. Even for sacred scriptures such as the Buddha's Meditation Sutra, he must not dare to destroy it. He will just bring it back another day. More importantly, he Didn’t you steal the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra?"
The leader was startled for a moment, and his anger subsided slightly. He put the butcher's knife back into his sleeve and said bitterly: "This little bastard dares to steal my Lingshan Temple's scriptures. I can't let him off lightly this time. He won't let me go." If you practice the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra, you won't be able to refine the panacea, and your life won't last for a few months. I think he will have to come back sooner or later for the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra. When the time comes... Hehe, I have to teach him a lesson... Oh, damn. , I was so angry that I forgot to maintain my image, it’s a sin, it’s a sin... it’s such a damn sin...”
"Shou...shou...he...he not only steals scriptures..."
The old monk withered wood couldn't help but speak again.
"Um?"
The leader of Lingshan Temple, the meat-and-wine monk, and all the Arhats in the sky all turned their heads and looked over.
Even Xiao Xue, who was refining the demon below, quietly raised his gaze and looked in this direction.
The old monk Kumu almost cried: "Although he didn't steal the Mahavatha Tathagata Sutra, he took Shenxiu down the mountain... You know, Shenxiu has meditated on the Mahavairocana Sutra since he was a child, and he took Shenxiu away. , but it is more useful than stealing scriptures..."