"Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I know all dharmas quickly; Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I gain the eye of wisdom soon; Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I speed up all beings; Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I gain good means soon; Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I gain good means soon; Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I quickly take the Prajna Boat; Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I cross the sea of suffering as soon as possible; Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I quickly attain the path of precepts and concentration; Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I ascend to Nirvana Mountain as soon as possible; Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I ascend to Nirvana Mountain as soon as possible; Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I quickly ascend to Nirvana Mountain. , May I soon realize Wuweiji; Nanwu Great Compassion Guanyin, may I be the same as the body of Dharma. If I go to the mountain of swords, the mountain of swords will destroy itself; if I go to the fire soup, the fire soup will dry up; if I go to the hell, the hell will self-destruct. If I go to hungry ghosts, they will be satisfied; if I go to Shura, my nausea will be tamed; if I go to animals, I will gain great wisdom."
In the chanting hall of Kuchan Temple, the monks are sitting upright, and the sound of Sanskrit music is clear to the ears and eyes.
"Dong, dong," the sound of four bells came continuously. Although the ringing of the bell was not very loud, it resounded throughout Tianzhu Mountain and reached everyone's ears.
The four-ring bell is the sound of Kuchan Temple convening the first great monk to discuss matters. After reciting the last bitter meditation, Fa Sheng stood up from the mat, walked out of the chanting hall, and walked straight to the Elder's House.
"Now that all the brothers and sisters have arrived, let's start discussing the matter." Faxiang, the abbot of Kuchan Temple, said as he glanced at his seat.
"Brother Abbot, look at the look on your face, what kind of trouble have you encountered?" The chief monk of the Relic Temple, Fa Tong, looked at the Dharma Minister and asked. He was sitting on the left seat, closest to the Dharma image, and he had a sad look on his face.
Faxiang slowly took out a red leather folded book from his sleeve pocket, paused, gently threw it in front of Fatong, and sighed: "Hey, Junior Brother Fatong, just take a look."
The red leather folded book fell in front of him, and Fatong saw two large copper-plated characters in the middle, which were "official ultimatum". Fatong thought, it turned out that this was the thing that embarrassed the abbot, and he wanted to see what was written in it. He quickly rolled up his sleeves, picked it up from the table, and opened it to take a closer look. "Oh, is there such a thing? Junior Brother Fa Zheng, please take a look!" Fa Zheng's face changed greatly after reading it, and he hurriedly handed the folded copy to Fa Zheng, the head of the Discipline Academy, who was second to the left.
"This, this is simply unheard of! Brother Fapu, come and take a look!" Fa Zheng's expression was the same as Fa Tong's just now. After reading it, he passed it to Fa Pu, the head of Luohan Hall.
All the great monks present had read it, and the red leather folded book was passed to the abbot and the Dharma minister.
The Dharma Prime Minister put away the folded book, looked at the people in the seat, and asked: "Brothers and sisters, what do you think?"
"Brother Abbot, the emperor is asking us to do the evil karma of killing people. How can we do this?" Fa Yan, the first person in the permanent hospital, stood up and replied first.
"Junior Brother Fa Yan, haven't you seen it? The official ultimatum clearly states that if you don't obey the call and are found guilty of rebellion, you will be killed without mercy!" After finishing speaking, Fa Kong, the head of the Prajna Hall, shook his head slightly, also with a serious look on his face. Anger and helplessness.
"How can the emperor be so domineering and force us, the Qing cultivator disciples of Buddhism, to kill people and commit crimes?" Fa Yan could not argue, so he had to shout loudly.
"Junior brother, the matter has come to this, and the official ultimatum has been issued. Even if we want to evade it, we can't evade it! Our Buddha is compassionate, has clear wisdom, and knows the reason. Amitabha! Use evil to stop evil, and evil will not be evil. If the Buddha does not kill, he must not kill. He must kill to kill this evil karma. To stop this killing karma by killing, killing may not be a form of practice." Fa Xiang said righteously.
"Yes, Senior Brother Abbot. Fa Yan has learned the lesson." After listening, Fa Yan clasped his hands together and said.
The Dharma Prime Minister continued: "It is imperative to follow the call, and it is useless to think too much. The one I am worried about is Master Xuanyue. This official ultimatum clearly calls Master Xuanyue to join the capital. Alas, Master Xuanyue has already It’s not appropriate to travel thousands of miles when you’re old, so you have to find a way but refuse.”
When the monks thought about this, they all looked at each other and didn't know how to answer.
In the courtyard of the Xu family in Ruozhou, a tall, fat old man walked quickly with a red leather folded book in his hand, as if there was wind under his feet.
The tall, fat old man walked to the door of a courtyard, slowed down his steps, and called in: "Master! Master, someone from the court is here."
There were bursts of "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" sounds that broke the air in the courtyard. It turned out to be an old man in his fifties dressed in colorful clothes who was practicing his sword. I saw him thrust his sword diagonally downward towards the ground, his hand trembling but the tip of the sword did not. Then he flipped his wrist and drew the sword in the air. The grass and branches where the sword tip pointed instantly split open. It turned out that the sword moves of this richly dressed old man contained powerful sword energy that was invisible to the naked eye, and could actually be used through the air. Wherever the sword energy comes, it is like the sword blade coming personally, and it can actually kill the enemy invisible.
The tall, fat old man saw the middle-aged Hua Fu practicing his sword and did not dare to disturb him. Instead, he leaned against the stone mountain and stood still with his hands down. I saw an anxious look on his face, as if he was holding back urine and couldn't feel at ease.
Xu Xiaoyi ignored the tall, fat old man and moved faster and harder with the sword in his hand, gradually forming shadows.
After finishing the 112th Xu family swordsmanship and returning the sword to its sheath, the middle-aged man in fine clothes suddenly felt comfortable everywhere in his body. When the tall, fat old man saw that he had finished practicing his sword, he hurried over to report: "Sir, the imperial officials just came here. They left this 'official certificate' and left. Looking at their expressions, I guess it's not a good thing." After finishing speaking, , handed over the red leather folding book with both hands.
The middle-aged man in fine clothes took the official certificate and glanced quickly, his face gradually turned gloomy. The tall and fat man standing beside him stood silently, afraid to speak.
"Master, the court's dog official was killed by the people of Juebang. The emperor just lost his money and asked us to kill him for him? How could such a happy thing happen? Let me tell you, let's ignore him. The road in our Zhongzhong Mountain is high and sloping, making it very difficult to walk. Look at them coming up like this!" Cuo Ayixi put her hands on her hips and cursed.
"You idiot! The imperial court is trying to suppress us. How can we stop it with our mountainous terrain? What's more, the Liu Jinbei whom Juebang Guisun killed this time was our fellow villager in Xuanzhou. He was a famous man. He is a good official. More than ten years ago, he was an official in Xuanzhou. He was his teacher and received some favors from him, but he never got the chance to repay him. Alas! How could he be killed?" Ma Quande scolded angrily. road.
"Master, do we really want to go to the capital for the recruitment on the sixth day of June?" Zhao Xiaojie, a disciple of Ma Quande, asked.
Not only the Kuchan Temple in Qinzhou, the Xu family in Ruozhou, and Huzhongshan in Xuanzhou, but also all the famous sects in the world received recruitment certificates sent by the imperial officials. For a time, all the summoned sects felt as if they were facing a great disaster, and they were uneasy and uneasy.
Xu Xiaoyi stood by the pool with his hands behind his back, holding the official document back and forth in his hand, looking at the rising sun, and said softly: "Now that the holy call has been made, there will be no peace in the world from now on."
