"Master, why can I only eat vegetarian food, but you can eat chicken legs?"
The little beggar Lu Hui swallowed her saliva and drooled when she looked at the chicken legs in the old beggar's hands. She suddenly felt that the steamed buns in her hands no longer tasted good.
The boy on the roadside smiled and his mouth was full of oil.
"That's because your cultivation is not enough. Please note that if this chicken enters the belly of the old beggar, their dead souls will be saved, and they will no longer have to fall into the realm of animals in the next life."
After eating raw on the roadside, I took a big sip of wine.
Xiao Lu Hui asked again: "What about wine? Master, you don't need to overdo it with wine, right?"
Lu Yan choked for a moment, then hit him hard on the head and said, "Have you finished your homework today?"
"finished."
"Practice ten more times!"
Xiao Lu Hui curled her lips, stood up and recited the "Diamond Sutra" at the same time. Her childish voice had an inexplicable Zen tone.
As he chanted sutras, a trace of solemnity appeared on his little face.
The student on the roadside was very satisfied. His disciple was really a born Buddhist, no worse than the little monk Xuanzang who was studying Buddhist scriptures.
Just then, a bird flew over and landed on his messy hair, chirping without knowing what he was saying.
The roadside student's eyes lit up and he sighed: "That kid Li Daoxuan really won. I really don't know how he practiced. He is a monster. He is really a monster!"
"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."
A clear voice sounded, and it was the little bird that made the voice.
The student on the roadside froze.
The next moment, the bird flew to the ground and transformed into a handsome young Taoist priest in white clothes and gold belt. His black hair was like a waterfall and a wooden hairpin was inserted sideways, like an immortal descended into the world.
"Li Xianren!"
Xiao Lu Hui shouted in surprise.
Li Dao
What a bone!
The student on the roadside trembled in his heart, and subconsciously thought of the six magical powers of Buddhism and the golden body method that were tricked by Li Daoxuan.
Seeing this kid, something will definitely happen!
He was about to escape with his disciples when a voice sounded.
"Don't you want to know how Venerable Kasyapa, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, fell?"
The student's footsteps stopped for an instant.
The Eighteen Arhats have a very good relationship, among them Arhat Subduing the Dragon takes great care of him. Back then, because he could not bear the recurrence of war, he predicted to Qin Shihuang that "Hu will destroy Qin" and was punished by heaven. Thanks to the help of Arhat Subduing the Dragon, he did not fall.
Later, his cultivation level fell and he wandered in the world, but he escaped the catastrophe of eternal night. At that time, he used a secret method to send messages to his old friends in Lingshan, asking what happened in Lingshan, but he still received no response.
Worried, he was about to forcefully cast a spell to return to Lingshan, but suddenly he received a message from Arhat Subduing the Dragon.
"Don't go back to Lingshan!"
This sentence saved his life.
"Tell me, what do you want from the old beggar?"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, took out a thin book, and said: "I only need you, the detective Arhat, to help me analyze this scripture."
Professional matters should be left to professionals. When it comes to Buddhism, who in the world is more profound than this former Buddhist Arhat?
When he saw the words "Buddha Speaks of Thirty-seven Sutras" on the booklet, Lusheng's expression changed.
"How come you have this?"
"Impossible, isn't this scripture extinct?"
I don't know what he thought of, but the man on the roadside hurriedly said to Li Daoxuan: "This scripture has not been spread, has it been? Apart from you, is there anyone else?"
"It has not been spread, this is the only one."
Hearing this, the old beggar breathed a sigh of relief.
"What secret does this book hold?"
He no longer concealed anything and said: "This "The Thirty-seven Sutras Spoken by the Buddha" is the words of the World Honored One, gifted to the world as a supreme treasure sutra to transcend the sea of suffering. Anyone with the ability can communicate by reciting this sutra silently." In the Western Paradise, where you can see Bodhi in your heart and hear the sound of Sanskrit in your ears, you will not be obsessed by the world of mortals!"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, knowing that he had found the right person.
Sure enough, the student on the road knew this sutra very well.
Speaking of which, this "The Thirty-seven Chapters of the Buddha's Sutra" is indeed very remarkable. As long as you recite the sutra silently, you can spiritually communicate with the Holy Land and the Holy Land, listen to the Sanskrit sounds of Arhats, and hear the sermons of Bodhisattvas. It is a bit like online classes in later generations.
The reason why the Buddha gave such a precious sutra lies in the word root and vessel.
Cultivation is not easy, and there is only one good seedling in ten thousand. Lingshan wants it, and Heaven also wants it. But to develop and grow, it is necessary to recruit more talents.
Similar to Tsinghua and Peking University in later generations, they competed for the top prize in each province.
The Buddha gave this "The Thirty-Seven Classics of the Buddha's Speech" in order to screen out the talented 'number one' from the vast sea of people, and then let them familiarize themselves with life in Lingshan in advance, cultivate their feelings, and instill their thoughts.
Of course, the requirements for this must be very high. Ordinary people can cultivate their sentiments by chanting sutras, and only talented people can become Buddhas and ancestors.
"Then why was it lost later?"
The face of the student on the roadside became serious and he said: "After the eternal night, many of those who recite this sutra will die violently, go crazy, or become crazy. At that time, I and some Buddhist monks joined forces to burn this sutra in large numbers, so they disappeared."
Li Daoxuan's heart moved and he already understood the reason.
Those crazy people should be those with outstanding abilities. When they chant sutras, they communicate with the spirit mountain in spirit, but they don't expect that after the eternal night, the gods and Buddhas will wither and the spirit mountain will become a monster.
If you have a spiritual connection with a monster, you will naturally be affected by it, become crazy and become possessed.
"Lao Lu, are you sure this sutra has become extinct and has no trace left?"
The roadside student nodded very firmly and said: "Back then, I traveled around the world and destroyed all the scriptures. Even the Buddhist monks who acted with me had their relevant memories erased by me. I was the only one in the world. Only one person knows the contents of this book!"
After a pause, he added: "At that time, I was still cultivating a hexagram, and the hexagram showed that there is no such sutra in the world!"
Li Daoxuan stroked the scripture in his hand, his eyes flashing with light.
In this way, the stranger who told Li Zhi the Sutra in his dream must have a great background.
Why did he want Li Zhi to promote this sutra?
Do you want to cause chaos in the world, or use this to wipe out the seeds of cultivation in the world?
Regardless of the reason, it can be determined that the other party did not have any good intentions. Fortunately, Li Zhi was not as weak and incompetent as in history. On the contrary, he was extremely deep and was not exploited by him.
Next, Li Daoxuan told the story about the big snake god, Kasyapa and Ananda, including the strange people in Li Zhi's mouth, hoping to get some clues from him.
When the people on the roadside heard about Kasyapa's death, they were filled with sadness. When they heard about Ananda's passing away and his sacrifice to feed the demons, they burst into tears.
He gnashed his teeth with hatred for the python god who betrayed Buddhism.
But unfortunately, he didn't know who the stranger was.
In the end, Li Daoxuan left Ananda's remaining golden body to him. Although most of the power of the golden body was swallowed by the python god, the remaining Buddha power should not be underestimated.
Li Daoxuan did not covet this golden body. The body of the great Buddhist monk should be left to his descendants for disposal.
"The python god's Buddhist realm is not enough to carry the Buddha's power of the Venerable, but you are different. If the Venerable knows, he will definitely be pleased and can bring another Arhat to the world."
Li Daoxuan patted his shoulder, turned and left.
He has seen that the punishment suffered by Lu Lu has not been completely resolved, and his cultivation has fallen to the early stage of Yangshen, and is extremely unstable.
The Arhat who spoke uprightly for the common people in the world should not be reduced to what he is now.
"Wait a moment!"
The student on the roadside bowed deeply to Li Daoxuan and said: "The old beggar is by no means a person who owes kindness to others. This great kindness will be repaid one day!"
Li Daoxuan did not turn around, just waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait."
The figure gradually disappeared.
The student on the roadside looked back at the golden body of Venerable Ananda, with a look of sadness in his eyes, and did not speak for a long time.
…
In a secluded and deserted cave.
Li Daoxuan set up a defense and concealment formation, and awakened the little flower god to protect him. Then with a thought, he took out the ninth-grade golden lotus of merit.
In an instant, the entire cave was illuminated by golden light.
A ninth-grade golden lotus flower floats in the void, surrounded by wisps of merit and virtue, which is holy, mellow, vast, and warm.
The moment I saw this lotus platform, my heart was filled with purity and wisdom.
The lotus platform blooms with immeasurable Buddha light, which is brilliant and dazzling.
Sister Yu was also conceived from a ninth-grade lotus. That lotus was also an immortal, but compared with this ninth-grade golden lotus of merit, it was undoubtedly much inferior.
You must know that in Lingshan, only Tathagata Buddha can sit on this thing.
Li Daoxuan no longer hesitated. He sat cross-legged on the lotus platform. In an instant, he felt a vast energy protecting his body and spirit, as high as the sky and as broad as the earth.
It seemed that as long as he sat on it, no one in the world could hurt him.
Defense treasure!
Most of the magic weapons Li Daoxuan obtained were offensive. This time he obtained a defensive treasure, which made up for his long-standing shortcomings.
Of course, his physical body with the fourth level of Xuan Gong has already surpassed most of the spiritual treasures in the world.
"Little Flower Goddess, do you think daddy can pretend to be Buddha while sitting on this lotus platform?"
Li Daoxuan smiled, then formed the Bodhi Seal with his hands and performed the seventy-two transformations.
In an instant, the Buddha's light shone brightly on the lotus platform, and a six-foot-long golden Buddha appeared, with a Buddha bun on his head, ears hanging down his shoulders, and compassionate eyes, overlooking the world.
The ninth-grade golden lotus of merit automatically grew in size, just enough for him to sit down.
The little flower god was so shocked that she stopped drinking nectar and wiped her eyes, not daring to recognize her.
On the lotus platform, the Tathagata Buddha's Dharma was solemn and his voice was like thunder. He said to the flower god the size of a fingernail: "Give a banana fan to Daddy."
Hmm... the style of painting is a bit strange.
The little flower god fanned her with all her strength.
The wind is howling, the wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!
Li Dao
Regardless of the wind and rain in all directions, I will remain unmoved.
The little flower god was so tired that he could only stick out his tongue, but when he saw the Buddha sitting firmly on the lotus platform, he smiled slightly and said, "Blessed Lord, what a treasure."
Little Flower God: "..."
I always feel like something is weird.
…
(End of chapter)
