There is something big going on at Lingyin Temple.
That was the end of what had been noisy for months.
At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, a large number of Buddhist disciples gathered, including those from Lingyin Temple in Xizhou and some from other continents.
This is the holy land of Buddhism and the last pure land in the hearts of countless Buddhist practitioners.
Part of the reason is that Lingshan was originally the place where Buddha attained enlightenment.
The other part is the existence of Lingyin Temple.
Being able to become a disciple of Lingyin Temple is the dream of the vast Buddhist kingdoms of more than a thousand in the West Continent, and the Buddhist sects in the East Zuzhou who have been squeezed out by Taoism and have no place to stay.
But there are very few people who can really worship at the mountain gate.
Therefore, they could only pray devoutly at the outermost edge of Lingshan Mountain to the top of Lingshan Mountain.
Different from these lowest level Buddhist cultivators, although the dozens of monks in the southwest may appear to be dressed in shabby clothes, they are majestic and powerful, and are not inferior to the monks of Lingyin Temple.
Some people recognized their origins, and they all showed expressions as if something good was about to happen.
In front of the crowd, a young monk with a mark on his face looked miserable and looked into the distance without saying a word.
…
At the same time, the eyes of countless people were focused on the mountainside, where stood a young monk with outstanding grace and the light of Buddha shining all the time.
That is the Zen disciples of Lingyin Temple’s generation.
An existence that Buddhist cultivators all over the world look up to.
Light rain falls from the sky.
Delicate raindrops hit Huike's cassock, splashing snow-white water vapor and covering his entire body, like a body purifying glass.
No one dared to take a closer look, just because the young monk's Buddha light was too dazzling.
Only great practitioners who have entered the realm of Bodhisattva and made great aspirations will be intimidating to others.
When Huike was there, a dozen monks in the southwest moved slightly.
Soon they arrived at the mountainside. Strangely, no one from Lingyin Temple made a sound to stop them, as if these people should have been there.
There was a Zen sound, and Hui Ke looked at the monks walking in the distance quietly, his eyes narrowed.
"Senior Brother Shenxiu."
Huike clasped his hands together and spoke softly, with a hint of extraordinary respect in his expression.
Because, in this world, with the status of Shenxiu, he really deserves it.
The wind and rain are blowing.
Shenxiu is wearing a black cassock, which does not look like the style of Xizhou, and few Buddhists advocate black, because it represents too ominous.
Shenxiu has a mysterious temperament and does not have the solemn atmosphere of Buddhism.
It seems to be incompatible with Lingshan all the time.
The monk with a mysterious identity clasped his hands together and returned the salute sincerely, "We haven't seen you again for a long time, Junior Brother Huike... How are you!"
Huixi smiled and said lightly: "That's true... When we met today, Senior Brother Shenxiu has been respected as the 'sect leader." "
Shenxiu's face was expressionless and he said calmly: "Zen and Vinaya are both originated from the Buddha and have the same roots. If you are willing, I can give you the position of the leader of the sect."
Hearing this, Hui Kewei raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat disapprovingly.
In Lingshan, under the fanatical gaze of thousands of believers, he naturally would not make any move, even though the East Zuzhou Zen Sect and the Xizhou Lu Sect had long been on the same level.
But today, this thousand-year grudge is nothing compared to that incident.
But if these Zen disciples are still stubborn, he doesn't mind killing them.
So, Huike said seriously: "If Senior Brother Shenxiu is here to watch the ceremony, there is no need to say anything more, but if you have other thoughts..."
He paused, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Buddhas are also angry."
Shenxiu raised his eyelids slightly, not caring about the Zen disciple's threat.
For thousands of years, the Zen sect has been traveling eastward and has not had the slightest interest in Lingshan. The purpose of coming here today is not to argue about Zen discipline.
It is a matter of life and death for the entire Buddhist sect.
Shenxiu looked solemnly, looked at the woman in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Fengdu has really decided? For thousands of years, the sea of blood has been caused by Buddha. It is me who guards the sea of blood and prevents ghosts from being born. The responsibility of Buddhism has been that for countless years, whether it is Vinaya or Zen, as long as they step into the upper three realms, they have to go to the sea of blood to purify those ghost souls. If they can really end it, that’s it. But in case of failure, several other holy places , how can you be so easy to talk to?"
The two of them stood on the mountainside, with the other monks far away.
Huike shook his head and said calmly: "Senior Brother Shenxiu, how many of those ancestors who crossed east are left now? Over the past thousands of years, how many talented disciples have stepped into the sea of blood and never came back. Yes, the sea of blood is indeed It started because of Buddha, but at that time, the three Taoist disciples were also there, and the scholar from the Confucian sect was also there. But in the end, only I, the Buddhist disciple, was trapped here life after life. Senior brother, how many more years will it take? At that time, the world will no longer exist. There is no place for self-Buddhism to have a foothold."
Huike's tone was very desolate, and even the monks in the distance felt a sense of sadness.
The same is true for Shenxiu. The Kelu Sect can do this without any scruples, but the Zen Sect cannot.
Because the patriarch who traveled east left a blood scripture when he passed away, the disciples of the younger generation must stop it if this happens, even if they die.
Therefore, Shenxiu had to come.
"Lingshan will collapse, and Buddhism will eventually be led into the abyss."
Shenxiu sighed, and then continued: "You should know that with Lingyin Temple and the land of Qianchuan, there is no chance of winning against Dao Sect, Sword Immortal City, or even the academy that is not concerned with worldly affairs."
"Brother, no one can compete with those three holy places. Even Liubo Mountain and Dongwang Island are involved. As long as that person is still alive, no one in the world can be an enemy of Dao Zong..."
Huike suddenly spoke.
From the time of the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism, he kept to himself. Apart from studying Buddhism all day long, he never thought about the rise and fall of Buddhism.
So much so that at this time of life and death, they still think about avoiding.
Avoid the Taoist sect, avoid the Confucian sect, and even avoid the great Tang Dynasty in Central Continent.
But now, besides Lingshan, where else can we avoid.
"Even a person with Master Ku's background knows why we, Lingyin Temple, do this. For this reason, we are even willing to die, triggering the seal of the sea of blood, and the three great masters. If we continue to hide from the world in Lingshan, I'm afraid... They can live for three thousand years, but they all made choices..."
"Senior Brother Shenxiu, are you still stubborn?"
In the drizzle, the young monk's voice was full of pain.
Huike stretched out a hand, letting the raindrops fall on his palm, and said solemnly: "The rules in the world are controlled by the academy. They have occupied Central Continent and are marching westward step by step. You can go to Xiguan and have a look. Those Buddhist countries have now been destroyed. The Tang Dynasty has killed only a few, and within ten years, the Tang Dynasty's cavalry will reach Lingshan."
"Taoism cultivates heaven and earth, and Confucianism cultivates itself. Only Buddhism needs thousands of wishes and believers to prosper. Otherwise, how can the great aspirations you and I make be recognized by heaven? Ten years later, you and I will both fall. "
Huike clenched his fist.
Rain bursts.
He looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and said slowly: "By then, they will all turn into dust."
Shenxiu stood on the cliff with a shocked expression.
Zen Buddhism had been driven out of the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years ago. At that time, he had not started practicing Buddhism. He only knew that it was because Buddhism was too flamboyant, which angered the emperor.
But these only delayed the prosperity of Buddhism for hundreds of years, and did not allow temples to spread all over the world for a few weeks.
The Tang Dynasty came out of Xiguan and destroyed many Buddhist kingdoms in Xizhou.
Daozong went up to the southwest and shook the mountains and rivers of Xizhou.
Shenxiu turned around and murmured: "It's Daozong and Datang."
Huike nodded.
It is not Lingyin Temple who has set up a shocking situation, but Daozong and Datang, or rather the Academy.
Buddhism flourished.
Taoism and Confucianism are bound to decline.
Hundreds of years ago, the Tang Dynasty exterminated Buddhism
That's the beginning.
This game started hundreds of years ago...
Shenxiu's face was filled with disbelief, and a terrifying thought arose in his heart: Who in the world could be so generous as to involve all three religions.
Huike said nothing because he didn't know either.
Even Master Duwang and Master Huike were a little doubtful whether they knew who that person was.
The drizzle is chilling.
The two most talented disciples of the younger generation of Buddhism looked at each other, and both saw a hint of meaning in their eyes.
"The battle between the three religions!"
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The argument between the two did not result in any movement.
The winding and rugged mountain roads between Lingshan Mountains are filled with countless monks. Looking from the air, those people are like a thin line, stretching to the top of the mountain.
There was a rumbling sound caused by friction on the ground. In the misty rain in the distance, a huge Buddhist figure slowly appeared. Pulled by this thin line, it moved forward between heaven and earth.
This is the only remaining Buddha in Lingshan.
Complete Buddha.
The sight of thousands of monks dragging the huge Buddha statue forward... is extremely shocking.
At the feet of the Buddha's huge feet, there was a golden futon suspended, with a woman sitting cross-legged above her, her eyes closed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.
"here we go."
Huike said suddenly.
Shenxiu raised his head and saw the Buddha's eyes suddenly opened, and then thousands of Buddha's lights shot out.
The light between heaven and earth was covered by this Buddha's light, and as far as the eye could see, there was only the vast and bright Buddha statue.
I am Buddha Tathagata.
Shenxiu murmured.
Three thousand years ago, all the ten thousand Buddhas in Lingshan were chopped off with one sword. Only this Tathagata Buddha statue did not collapse. For countless years, Lingyin Temple tried to repair the collapsed Buddha statues, but could not.
Without the support of incense, those Buddhas would be like clay sculptures without even half of their Buddha nature.
How can a Buddha who has lost his Buddha nature remain a Buddha?
Shenxiu squinted his eyes, saw the woman's face clearly, and sighed: "That woman is an innate spirit. She has never done anything harmful to nature, so you sacrifice her like this, don't you have the slightest shame?"
Huike clenched his fists and said indifferently: "Anyone in the world can be a chess piece, and it doesn't matter whether the chess piece is good or evil."
Shenxiu shook his head and said softly: "Junior brother, you have become a demon..."
"Hahaha..." Huixi laughed and pointed to the top of the mountain in the distance, "Have you ever seen that this mountain has fallen into the abyss!"
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