Although Buddhism has never produced a supreme emperor, there have been teachings spread since ancient times.
Every major ancient star field and source of life has its inheritance, which has not been cut off.
And in Shenzhou's induction, the hill in front of him was overgrown with weeds, the temple was dilapidated, and the incense was not strong.
After walking through the entire temple, there was only one old monk sitting cross-legged in it, without any cultivation on him.
Thinking about it, it is indeed just an ordinary temple in the world of human beings.
Shenzhou has never been interested in this kind of temple without the inheritance of Taoism.
But today, for some reason, he felt depressed. He came here by chance and listened to the evening drums and morning bells, but he felt a sense of etherealness.
After thinking for a while, Shenzhou thought, since I have nothing to do, what if I went into the temple to take a look?
After making up his mind, Shenzhou landed on the path in the mountains far away.
The waist-high grass almost completely covered the stone path. It was obvious that no one had gone to the mountain to worship for an unknown period of time.
Shenzhou didn't use his magic power and hiked up the mountain, arriving at the temple in a short while.
What you see in front of you is the same as what you see in the air.
The door is broken, the plaque is mottled, and a dying bodhi tree is planted in front of the temple. In the main hall, there is only an old monk with long eyebrows knocking on a wooden fish, and a mottled black iron pestle beside him.
As if he sensed someone coming to the door, the old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish and slowly raised his head:
"I never thought that a visitor from afar would come to visit me today. It's really a blessing for this poor monk."
Looking at the old monk's sparse yellow hair, Shenzhou immediately returned the salute and said calmly:
"I have met the master, but I don't know what he calls him?"
"Just call Old Monk Mara."
The old monk who calls himself Moro has a kind face and kind eyes, and looks like an enlightened monk.
He took the initiative to invite Shenzhou to come in and give him lectures on scriptures.
Moro's words were so exciting that he actually made the god opposite him feel enlightened.
After many tests in secret, he was sure that the old monk in front of him was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't help being frightened.
I have never thought that there are masters in the mortal world who have such a profound understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth. Buddhism should not be underestimated.
After some exchanges, Shenzhou was really impressed by the exquisiteness of his Buddhist teachings:
"What I heard from the master today is truly better than any fairy scripture or divine scroll."
In this regard, Moro also expressed modesty:
"Buddhism has supreme mysteries, Taoism is also profound, and there are many great religions, but there is no distinction between them."
For some reason, Shenzhou, who was usually extremely cautious, was extremely relaxed in front of Moro.
After thinking for a moment, Shenzhou asked:
"Master, I have a close friend who suffers from some kind of incurable disease. He often forgets the past. Every time he wakes up, he feels like he is reborn."
"I wonder if there is a way to explain it in Buddhism?"
Hearing this, Moro smiled slightly and said immediately:
"When all sentient beings in this mortal world see Bodhisattvas, all karma and causes and effects will become empty."
"Buddhism practices cause and effect, talks about reincarnation, and looks forward to the next life."
"If you can always forget the past, rejuvenate yourself, start from scratch, do good deeds, and accumulate karma, wouldn't it be true that your lifetime of practice will be worth hundreds of lives of others' hard work?"
After hearing this, if Shenzhou realized something, he immediately said with an embarrassed look:
"Master, he is my relative and friend, not me."
In this regard, Moro's face still looked like a smile but not a smile:
"Donor, don't you understand yet?"
"It's you, it's him, what's the difference?"
"All things in the world of mortals, reincarnations of past lives, in the end, are not all just a few grains of sand in the Ganges, a drop in the ocean, and a dream gone by in vain."
"Only by pointing directly at the true heart can we see the supreme true Buddha. At that time, we will be able to penetrate the memory of past lives. Looking at it, it is just dust on our shoulders. Just brush it away."
"Only when the true Buddha nature remains in the heart forever, can we achieve great freedom! Great freedom!"
In the end, Moro actually did not use the Buddhist magical power, only the shadow of an oil lamp faintly appeared above his head.
There are glazes from all realms and Buddha lights shining in them, trying to illuminate the future of the people in front of them.
But in the ears of Shenzhou, Moro's words made him enlightened and enlightened.
Yes, what are you thinking about now? One day you will reach the top, and you will be proud of the world. Why worry about a great revenge being difficult to avenge, and why worry about old memories being difficult to find?
"Master, I understand!" Shenzhou was filled with excitement and held Moro's hands directly.
? !
I haven’t gotten down to business yet, what have you figured out?
The doubts in his heart flashed away, and Moro immediately returned to normal, with a smile on his lips and said:
"My Buddha is merciful. Donor, you live in Suhui and are destined to be my Buddha. Are you willing to be my Buddhist protector?"
Hearing this, Shenzhou immediately laughed loudly and walked out the door:
"Hahaha! Master, you'd better find someone else."
"When I achieve the supreme path and fruition, I will never forget your grace of enlightenment today, and I will build a golden Buddha body for you!"
"Farewell!"
Seeing Shenzhou setting up Crimson and walking away, Moro didn't show any extra expression on his face, nor did he make any move to stop him.
For a long time, until Shenzhou's figure had disappeared, he finally said:
"I am merciful, Madhu, and one of the ducks you got has flown away!"
Moro, who just now looked like an enlightened monk, actually uttered obscene words. If anyone saw this, they would be shocked.
"Don't lie—"
From the side, a majestic and majestic voice sounded, coming from the rusty treasure pestle.
As his voice fell, the rust faded away, revealing a merit-based pestle inside, flowing with an unparalleled aura.
In an instant, the fairy clouds reflected here were brilliant and colorful, and nine colors of divine light illuminated the heaven and earth in all directions.
Looking again, there are no dilapidated temples, only wormwood reaches waist level, and it is completely desolate.
And the dying Bodhi tree turned into a vibrant twig and fell into Moro's hands.
The god in the merit pestle continued to reprimand:
"Don't you learn your lesson and forget the instructions given by Daofu Tianzun in the past? Are you going to forcibly convert others into my Buddhist sect again?"
Hearing this, Moro couldn't help but tremble all over, shivered, and muttered:
"I don't know how long it has been since he passed away. You are still thinking about him..."
Seeing that the meritorious pestle was shining brightly, as if he wanted to scold him again, Moro quickly explained:
"I really see that his talent is extraordinary, and I want to introduce him to my Buddhist sect, cultivate him to be the supreme protector of my teaching, and protect the true Buddha in the future."
"Hmph! It's all nonsense and fallacy! Although he is amazing and has the ultimate appearance, he is not on the same path as my Buddha. Forcibly introducing him will only lead to disaster."
At this point, a mysterious rune flew out of the merit tree and sank directly into the immortal platform of the old monk Mara.
"Over and over again, I will definitely punish you today."
Sensing that the rune was imprisoning him in the immortal platform, Moro suddenly frowned, but he did not dare to contradict him and only complained:
"If this continues, when will I be able to see my Buddha..."
"There is a time to gather and disperse, but now the time has not come."
In the treasure pestle of merit and virtue, the god's voice fell and immediately did not speak again.
On the other side, the divine rainbow runs through the sky and the earth, and the expression on the divine universe is not as relaxed as imagined. Instead, it has a feeling of surviving after a disaster:
"That old monk is really weird. Fortunately, I'm smart and can run fast!"
However, having said that, the old monk must be an eminent Buddhist monk, and may even be a holy Buddha.
Listening to his lectures on scriptures and Taoism is not without gain.
Now, Shenzhou's thoughts are clear and his heart is clear.
And in his eyes was an incomparable burning desire to fight, determined to win the supreme fruit.
Originally, Shenzhou was still a little hesitant about whether to embark on the only ancient road, and could not let go of Beidou's people.
But now, he understands in his heart that only by becoming emperor can he settle with the enemy!
…
On this day, a young man named Shenzhou embarked on the trial of the only ancient road.
He will defeat the powerful enemies of all races, sweep away the geniuses of all worlds, and create a glorious path for a lifetime.
Then, its divine power is supreme, looking down on the past, present and future, shining brightly in the nine heavens and ten earths, even the supreme being in the restricted area of life will despair.
