Chapter 295 Yuanshi Talks About Buddha

"What? What kind of evil monster is that? How can it have such a violent and fierce aura?!"

"It's actually a blood-colored mosquito monster. The aura on its body... is the unique aura of the Netherworld Blood Sea. Could it be related to the Styx?"

"Didn't the Styx leader be seriously injured by the saint when he was proving the truth last time, and used the Blood God Son to escape? How come he appeared again? Is his injury healed?"

"......?"

Feeling the fierce aura, the gods speculated about the origin of the monster mosquito. Amitabha and Zhunti Buddha Mother's faces sank, and everyone could see that they were in a bad mood.

Amidst the doubts of the crowd, the evil mosquito flew directly onto the golden lotus in the sea of ​​luck, and screamed excitedly. The corners of its mouth suddenly grew thin and long mouthparts, with an extremely sharp aura, and instantly pierced through the defense of the twelve-grade merit golden lotus and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

"Gulu... Gulu..."

The world was silent, only the sound of the vicious mosquito devouring the golden lotus continued to sound. Obviously, all the gods were dumbfounded. No one had ever thought that such an amazing scene would appear.

"Hiss!"

"Is my vision not dazzled? That demon mosquito actually...actually devoured the golden lotus."

"Oh my God, has this world gone crazy? The golden lotus has unparalleled defense and is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Even a saint would find it difficult to break it with one blow. Now it has been eaten by a vicious mosquito. How is this possible?"

"What is the origin of this demon mosquito? It is so powerful that it even broke the defense of the golden lotus?"

"..."

The countless powerful people in the world who were paying attention to this place were alarmed. Such a shocking thing happened. This demon beast was so fierce that it dared to touch the treasure of the Buddhist sect, and it also had the ability to devour the golden lotus.

The faces of Amitabha and Zhunti Buddha changed drastically, but they could do nothing. Buddhism was just established, and this was the time to gather luck. During this process, they and others could not interfere with the luck pool with external forces, otherwise it would affect their luck. But at this moment, the demon mosquito is devouring the fortune-suppressing golden lotus. If it is not stopped, it will be even more unlucky.

A dilemma lies before them, should they kill the demon mosquito or wait until the luck is gathered before taking action? Both are very disadvantageous to them, and they can only choose the one with less loss.

"Brother, where is that evil guy from? How dare he devour the fortune-suppressing golden lotus of our Buddhist sect? What should we do now?" Zhunti Buddha Mother said anxiously.

"This is the first mosquito in the prehistoric world. It is a different species of blood-winged black mosquito. It was born in the sea of ​​blood. It is born with some blood laws and devouring laws. It is rampant and extremely fierce." Amitabha took a deep breath and said in a deep voice,

"Now we can only wait until the luck of the West is gathered before we can capture it."

"But, brother..."

"There is only one chance to gather luck, which is related to the future of Buddhism. The golden lotus is gone. There will be others in the future, but the future of Buddhism cannot be moved." Amitabha shook his head and said.

"Well, how long will it take?"

"Very soon." Amitabha stared at the blood mosquito in the sea of ​​luck and said slowly.

The Eastern gods were extremely happy to see this scene. The loss of Western luck would only benefit the East, not harm it.

Some monks who didn't know the situation were puzzled. The blood mosquito swallowed the golden lotus, and the Buddhists didn't stop it. What's going on? Is there any secret we don't know?

"Look, it's downgraded, the golden lotus has actually downgraded by one grade!" As the blood mosquito continued to devour, the twelve-grade merit golden lotus actually dropped to the eleventh grade, and a large amount of innate origin was lost.

"It's downgraded again, to the tenth grade!" Seeing the golden lotus's grade drop, why did I feel inexplicably excited? Could it be that seeing others in trouble would make me happy? Is this the feeling of building my happiness on the pain of others?

"Look, it's the ninth grade!"

"..."

At this time, the Western luck finally stopped converging to Lingshan. At the first moment, Zhunti Buddha Mother made a move. When a saint made a move, it was naturally extraordinary. No matter how powerful the Mosquito Taoist was, he was only a Daluo Jinxian. Zhunti Buddha Mother caught the blood-winged black mosquito without much effort, sealed his cultivation, and imprisoned him.

However, at this moment, there were only nine grades of the Buddhist treasure left, and the innate origin was lost. If there were no large amount of innate things to make up for it in the future, this golden lotus would be like this for the rest of its life.

In Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi retracted his gaze. The Buddhist affairs came to a temporary end. He cast his eyes on the human world. At this moment, the human world was in chaos, the era of the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period, and a hundred schools of thought contended.

He saw that Cihang Taoist had sealed his cultivation, experienced the sufferings of the world, and practiced mercy everywhere to save the people, so as to experience the Tao heart and sharpen his mind. In order to adapt to the various roots and categories of sentient beings, Cihang Zhenren even transformed into thirty-two different identities to experience the stories of various categories of people. Among them are the body of the solitary enlightened one, the body of the pratyekabuddha, the body of the Brahma King, the body of the Indra, the body of the self-reliant god, the body of the bhikkhuni, the body of the female master, the body of the boy, the body of the girl, the body of the non-human, etc.

He saw Manjusri and Samantabhadra playing in the human world, experiencing the ways of the world, the warmth and coldness of the world, and finally preaching and discussing the Dharma in Mount Wutai.

He saw the Taoist Master Ran Deng comprehending the Great Dao on Mount Vulture Peak, with the glass light above his head flashing and the rhyme of the Tao flowing.

Yuanshi smiled mysteriously. The four traitors of the original teaching of Chan were now comprehending the Great Dao of the world in their own ways, and they did not devote themselves to Buddhism as originally planned.

Yuanshi was not surprised. If they really devoted themselves to Buddhism, Yuanshi would have doubted his ability at that time.

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 Buddha. 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.

Just like this, 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.