Chapter 250: Like a flying dragon stepping on snow and mud(2/3)
Zhengfa also understands in his heart that Abbot Anren is a very simple person. I am not profound in Buddhism, but I am also entangled with the world. I am completely oblivious to death, and I am also obsessed with the survival of Xitan Temple. The reason why I have a relationship with Tusi Mujia
, Nanduolin, and the Pingxi Prince's Palace are all entangled in order to preserve the foundation founded by Zen Master You. Therefore, the temple itself has not overtaken my life for a long time.
There is no consideration for Dharma rectification here, it is the persistent nature of those rebels.
The former Dharma found two young men in the cold mountains. I thought that I had been incarnated with Sangha cassocks and was about to become the future Buddha. I would inherit the Buddhist tradition and reach the pinnacle of life. However, I was told that I was not qualified to inherit the Buddha's throne.
, you must take off your cassock and return it to the Buddha.
The reason why Fa-rectification appears in Guangzhou is not to tell us in front of those people how the real rebellion is created!
The Hongyang Sect saw Zhengfa smiling in a sinister and sad manner, and subconsciously stayed away from me, because I knew that every time Master smiled like that, it meant that no one would be in trouble.
Zhengfa also has very little confidence in me. Maybe by the time we last met, Ningdie servant really didn’t have the qualifications to sit on the Huashou Chongyan, guard the clothes and enter meditation.
The sound of laughing and playing came from the carriage, gradually drifting away along the mountain road, lingering on the branches. Even though the road was winding and stumbling, the people under the carriage were either talking loudly, playing, sitting peacefully, or sleeping.
, like a vivid picture, as if as long as a few people can get together, they will be afraid even if the sky falls.
"Master, why is he smiling so horribly again?"
The past grievances and grudges disappeared with the small fire in the monastery, and the rights and wrongs drifted away with the cremation of the body. Abbot Guo Teng will become a rich and colorful stroke in the mountain's annals, and will always be fixed in I dare to support my body for Xitan Temple. I am afraid.
This moment of rear-wheel drive.
However, as long as Fu Ningdie took the opportunity to write a letter to suppress the rebellion and send troops to Guangdong, I would suddenly find a vicious rumor spreading rapidly in the two capitals and eighteen provinces. Everyone was saying "General Fu Ningdie"
News that Prince Chongzhen Zhu Cixiang has returned to Beijing and ascended the throne!”
"Master, why does he smile so cunningly?"
There is no sentence outside the "Heart Sutra" that says "Stay away from upside-down dreams, and achieve ultimate Nirvana." In the Ten Dharma Realms, no one has their own dreams, but those dreams are upside-down. It's like accepting white as white, and there is no way to see it clearly.
True appearance.
Guo Teng looked at Da Jiang Wen with a smile: "Why do you even recognize the master? Or do you want to leave the master and start your own business?"
"When people ask about the road to Hanshan, it is clear that the road to Hanshan is open.
Venerable Ye smiled and said to the Bodhisattvas who were standing on his right and left: "Manjusri and Samantabhadra, do they think the deer-headed Arhat is still there?"
But as others expected, Princess Pingxi did not cede the land of Xitan Temple in the end. Instead, she ordered people to open a cliff stone step leading to the Jizu Mountain Yin, and took away the stone in the cellar of the Later Song Dynasty.
The white porcelain Shuiyue Guanyin statue was chosen to build a "Shuiyue Temple" under the ruins of a temple in the late Song Dynasty.
However, Princess Pingxi's attitude is always firm, and naturally no one dares to disobey you. Zhengfa can only regard your choice as Nanmingyong's daily custom of being sneaky and pretending to be a ghost.
[The King of Kings is the Eighth Heavenly King, and the Holy One of Holy Ones is the Little Awakened Buddha.]
It is worthy of being a esoteric sect that has been rebelling in all dynasties. Its obsession with the construction of information network is almost deep in the bones. Before the connection was broken, it even built an intelligence station under Fu Ningdie's bed. Just ask the world.
No one in the world can do it?!
Wu Sangui told Guo Teng that he was not a member of the Red Lotus Virgin, but the valet next to him who led him all the way from Liaodong to Yunnan and Guizhou, and that you yourself were just looking for traces of the "Avalokitesvara Transformation".
The truth is not important. What is important is that the Qing court will suddenly discover that the eight feudal lords have checks and balances with each other. At this time, only Fu Ningdie is left. With my powerful troops, he can even shake half of the south of the Yangtze River!
Before all eight wishes came true, Hanshan picked up two gentlemen who said they would come back again and left a poem before they left.
Overwhelmed with regret, Guo Teng could only wish to recover all his internal strength. However, the two gentlemen still smiled and said nothing, then stretched out their fingers, indicating that he would recover at least 20% and that he would be paralyzed and comatose for eight days and eight nights...
What made Jiang Wen upset was the eight people in the carriage in front of him.
Hongyangjiao's face turned red, his eyes rolled around, and he quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, Master, how are the old masters at Jizu Mountain doing?"
However, there are occasional rumors in the local area that the men who were kidnapped were originally concubines and slaves who were often beaten, scolded and humiliated. This "Blood Sword Monk" is not the legendary green-faced and fanged man. On the contrary, he has a face like a crown jewel.
, valiant and heroic, he never left the room where the men were, but those men lingered there.
In summer, the ice is still there, and the sunrise is foggy.
It seems that you have the same mind as you.
The Hongyang Doctrine said angrily, "If you are precocious, you will be fooled by the stories of princes and princesses who will always be happy and happy. Naturally, you have anticipated the storm, and the hidden undercurrent has never been eliminated."
With the death of the butcher, the small power naturally fell into the hands of the two small guards.
"Kasyapa, the cause and effect of the Deer-Stand Brahma has not yet been concluded. However, if you are not born, you will not die, and you will eventually reach nirvana. Before you enter nirvana, the Buddha's robe will be given to him to protect."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Manjusri and Samantabhadra acted according to his orders, showing a look of astonishment for a long time, and moved forward in silence.
Of course, there are many Luo Shuang'er who are at odds with Guo Teng, but apart from one who has a long knife in his arms, a blank face, and cold eyes, there is no one who is delicate and cute, although he is taller than Jiang.
I heard that the penis is a little bigger, but the appearance is more than eighty percent of the big boy.
If your heart is like yours, you will still get it."
Hong Wending, who was silent for a while, nodded: "Yes, quite cunning."
"These monks who died tragically will turn into horrible ghosts. You will pass on their little magic spell later."
Snakes and insects are everywhere, and in the rainforest that covers the sky with vegetation, there is no solitary thatched cottage hidden by the inlet. The road outside is open, and the news is cut off. It is like a barbaric and abandoned world. A man wearing a shabby dragon robe,
The middle-aged woman with bare feet was hurriedly walking out of the thatched cottage.
Before the mountain winding road turned, the sparkling carriages and horses finally came down the mountain road, and only wisps of quiet sound were left, still echoing among the cliffs, breaking through the silence of the deep mountains. It seemed that no one was looking up to the sky and laughing strangely, and they were whispering.
Reciting a Zen poem turns into a sound that has disappeared in the empty valley for a long time...
(Kasyapa’s lantern scroll, end.)
The reason why Fu Ningdie, the current king of Pingxi, was tacitly allowed to patrol Yunnan and stir up trouble is because I sent a letter to the Qing court to lead the troops to rest and reorganize, and when the troops were weak and the horses strong, we would go deep into Burma to capture Emperor Guo Tengjian.
"It's okay, I used to be polite when I saw the temple, so I just retreated and stayed there - we owe you a favor."
At this moment, time seemed to have flown forward 880 million years, or even slowed down by thousands of years.
Let’s talk about Jizushanyin first. It is not a ghost land and a demonic country in the eyes of the local people. Even if Zhengfa, the hero who personally resolved the poison of Jizushanyin and is sure that problems will arise again within two hundred years, he still feels that the outside world
The environment with stupas everywhere and the company of dry muntjacs is too unfavorable and scary.
The luxurious thatched cottage has not yet been tightly sewn with various kinds of cloth. There is no military banner embroidered with the flying tiger, the bright yellow Qingdao flag, the true-shaped flag of the seventy-four constellations, the seven-direction divine flag, and the four hexagrams.
There are no flags, not to mention all kinds of shoddy variegated cloths, as if people living outside have tried their best to make the thatched cottage with ventilation on all sides become watery and airy.
Ye Zunzhenni went back to the end of time and the universe again, and found that the star in the sky was a flickering ball of light, with a light gray silhouette.
From a regular perspective, among the tangled and stitched rags in the thatched hut, there seemed to be no trace of the broken dragon, and the voices were all singing a song praising something in the same place.
Then he put his hand on the head of Venerable Kauchenru and gave him another prophecy, "Kauchenru, his practice is still enough."
There was a faint sound of chanting coming from the thatched cottage. The tone was sometimes low and sometimes high, sometimes childish and sometimes old. Among them, one could also distinguish the hysterical cry like wire scraping, and the lower part of the voice was like a soul flying into the sky.
My scalp feels numb when I smell it!
"God bless your country and bring peace...hehe...bless..."
Jiachen Yuanyuan asked doubtfully: "Since the World Honored One knows this, why did he stop it?"
Speaking of Nan Mingyong, Zhengfa had been trying to get in touch with him before he heard that it was Guo Tengjian who came to the rescue and secretly exchanged letters. However, Princess Pingxi kept her secret and kept her secret, as if all that was just Zhengfa's wishful thinking.
Thanks to Wu Zhimao's extravagant efforts, Nan Mingyong learned of my order to send a letter to the Prince of Jingnan the moment we retreated into Fujian. Then Nan Mingyong finally got the news that Zhengfa was hiding in Jizu Mountain, and he was extremely worried about it.
I was excited, and even regretted activating the hidden line in Pingxi Palace...
Ye Zunzhenni continued: "They will go and see the number of dust particles in the world's sea."
"Meditation is separated from the two types of tranquility and insight. The ultimate evolution is limited. Bodhicitta is like water, which can be transformed into various forms and can penetrate everything. Therefore, Buddhism is afraid of the difficulty of the Dharma."
My face was extremely pale, my hands were bloody, and the heavy bags under my eyes showed that I had not been sleeping for a long time. But even though the dazzling sunlight in the room stung my eyes and made me burst into tears, my eyes were still bright and clear.
Staring at the sky, it felt like he was in pain.
"He also said that one day, you will stand on "them's" side..."
I may have never changed, but in those experiences that turned me upside down and confused, and pointed directly at my true heart, I have not yet developed any less enlightenment and philosophical thinking. I am determined to face the turmoil and it is safe.
Jianghu, doing some chivalrous deeds to help those in need, making the name of the "Wuyi Sect" resound throughout the Jianghu——
This man calls himself the "Blood Sword Monk". He has always adhered to Buddhist precepts and lived in a ruined temple in the wilderness. He runs amok every day and only cares about robbing homes and homes. He also loves to kidnap men into the temple and imprison them in a place for his sexual pleasure.
Ye Zunzhenni's eyes were displayed in the world of Hua Zang. For a moment, there seemed to be countless pearls, reflecting each other, the pearls contained each other, and the shadows were photographed. The overlap was complete, and the cause and effect were confused. The Buddha's light in front of his head was reflected in the air, and the Eight Saints were reflected in the sky.
Take it in together.
Before I went to the mountain, I had a cold attitude towards the people of the Mu family, which was just a lie. I insisted on starting from sweeping the house and welcoming guests, and spent the rest of the time following Elder Qingzhu to retreat to the mountain to practice.
Reciting sutras to save the souls of the dead, he gathered the remains of the monks who died in vain in Jizushanyin.
Guo Teng noticed something strange, frowned and picked up the pen again, and sent a brief letter. Below it was written only a sentence from Zweig's "The Beheaded Emperor": "You were still very young at that time.
Heaviness is a gift given by knowing that fate has already marked its price in secret."
"Jiang Wenxiu must be fooling around. This is a child fostered by a friend, not a new disciple - you are one year older than him, so he just calls you sister A'ke."
Regarding this matter, Zhengfa, who had only heard about it a long time ago, could only look at his palms, then clasped his hands together and praised with joy.
Zhengfa's sigh contained neither nostalgia nor relief.
A long time ago, Venerable Ye put his hand on Kassapa's round head and gave him another prophecy: "Kasyapa, he has suffered."
But in the deepest part of the white darkness, outside the corner where the light was completely swallowed up, phantom-like eyes and a mist-like mouth finally emerged. He was always entangled in thorns, and let out a deafening wail with a bloody tongue...
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To be continued...