"Why should we study Buddhism?"
The teacher, who was slightly fat and had sunburn marks on his face, was meticulously dressed in monk's clothing, sat under a banana leaf, and asked this question to his disciples.
"Because Buddhism has incredible magical power!"
Nichiren Yukikai - the child answered excitedly, explaining as if singing according to the scriptures and stories he had heard and read, "Royal family, priests, warriors, slaves, heretics, gods, desires Realm demons, asuras... they all have their own secret methods and divine powers, and they are very popular in this world, and Buddhism is also one of them. People who practice Buddhism can still gain respect and gain in such a powerful world. victory!"
This was certainly not a great answer, but the teacher laughed.
After all, the people answering the questions in front of me are just a group of children, so there is no need to be demanding.
The teacher smiled and said: "Yes, Buddhism is very powerful, but the story is a metaphor for practice. It does not mean that there is really so much divine power and magic, and there is not so much that can only be manifested by dealing with demons, kings and gods. The power of Buddhism.”
When Nichiren Yukikai was born, the technology of spiritual mechanical transformation had not yet appeared. By the time he was a teenager, he had come into contact with many people who had transformed his own limbs.
The transformation technology of that era was still in a very primitive and crude stage.
People have gained powers beyond ordinary people by replacing their limbs for various purposes, but most people have also lost a lot while gaining this power.
Although it can easily destroy wood, stone, and steel, the body after replacement has no touch, no pain, no heat or cold, and a sense of strength and emptiness coexist.
During combat, the mechanical limbs and the body can cooperate very well, but in normal times, they cannot be so harmonious. In many dreams, the flesh and blood torso will be awakened by the cold and hard prosthetic limbs.
There are also people who enjoy the convenience, honor and money that mechanical limbs bring to them, but soon fall into the abyss of self-doubt. Everything they have seems to have been obtained because of mechanical transformation. After the mechanical technology is updated, what can they do? If you can't keep up, will you be left behind and return to the same mediocre situation as before, but worse than before?
As time goes by, these people with more or less psychological problems will seek help from various psychological counselors and are keen to visit many monasteries.
It is strange that the mechanical transformation of Zhenling is obviously a technological advancement, but it has allowed more and more outstanding figures to return to the ancient temple with "at least more than before" respect.
Just like the stories described in the scriptures in ancient temples, in a world filled with desire and enjoyment, some people began to get tired of it and seek the comfort of Buddhism.
At that time, Nichiren Yukikai looked at the cars and bodyguards coming and going in front of the temple. It was like riding an elephant or horse in the story, traveling with a strong samurai, just to pay homage to the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. of nobles.
He always associates stories with reality, and is extremely excited about it. He is immersed in joy every day.
He gradually grew up, and when he was young, he had the ability to surpass his teachers. He solved the problems of many spiritually confused celebrities, gained a lot of money and fame, and used what he had to invest in society and help those People who need help.
To help the disabled, children, women, and lonely old people, we have received countless gratitude and praise.
Many people expressed their gratitude to him through images and written texts when they received the help. In more places that he didn't know about, there were more such people who prayed for him after receiving happiness.
He often associates stories with the reality around him, so he smiles knowingly during the day or at night. He likes the feeling of being able to help others.
However, he was not satisfied.
Because compared to stories, reality still lacks many elements. In the beautiful world built by the many stories he has been exposed to since he was a child, there are not only people, nobles, respect and gratitude, but also slander, frame-up, massacre, and monsters. Wait, use all kinds of conspiracy and divine power to add the most gorgeous colors.
Before the twentieth century, during those long thousands of years, Buddhism existed, but there was no divine power. The beautiful and colorful world was, after all, just a story.
Nichiren Sekkai wants to turn the story into reality.
He deeply studied science and technology, which was the most magical thing in the world at that time.
From among the technologies, it was logical to choose the branch of Zhenling Technology, and everything fell into place so naturally.
When Nichiren Yukikai entered middle age, his research and application of true spirit electricity had already reached the top ranks in the world. However, at that time, he was not actually good at fighting. All his research was done using To simulate the magical power in the story.
He led many people to slander him, lured evil people to be hostile to the temple, and placed his disciples in troubled areas, deliberately causing trouble for himself.
He recreated the story in reality and put it into a realistic background. It looks completely different from the ancient legend, but the core is the same.
During that period of time, no matter what Nichiren Yukikai looked like on the outside, be it hardship, sadness, anger, or solemnity, in his heart, he was always very happy, always immersed in incomparable freedom and joy.
In the country he was in, nothing could stop him.
Then, he was blocked by someone unexpected.
It was his teacher, a man who had been surpassed by him long ago. He was old, fat, with cloudy eyes and inconvenient legs and feet.
"I'm going to die." The teacher said, "When I die, I have only one wish. Can you promise me?"
Nichiren Sekkai: "Of course."
The old monk gasped and said, "I hope you won't go down the mountain in the future?"
Nichiren Yukimi asked in confusion: "Why?"
The old monk said: "Because you can have immeasurable merits on the mountain. You can study Buddhism, study supernatural powers, invest in technology, and create new practices, in all aspects, large and small, until you accumulate immeasurable valuable wealth. "
"It can help people solve their doubts, guide them upward, strengthen their souls, lighten their bodies, and extend their lives. This kind of wealth is incomparable to gold and silver and is extremely timeless. In the future, it will also bring you a reputation that is far better than what you have in this world."
The old monk held his hand and said expectantly, "You can have countless merits and virtues, as long as you don't go down the mountain, don't induce others to go down the mountain, and let them come and go as they should. In that case, after a hundred years, You will be worshiped as a true Buddha.”
"As long as you don't go down the mountain, talents like yours are so rare that you can become a Buddha. Don't taint your achievements."
After saying that, the old monk died. After his death, his ashes were not buried in Tallinn, but were scattered around the foot of the mountain.
Nichiren Yukimi didn't know if the teacher saw something.
probably not. The teacher is already old and mentally retarded. Even when he was young, he was not very smart. Perhaps the smartest thing he ever did was to pick up an abandoned baby and name him Nichiren. , raised him up.
But Nichiren Sekkai really couldn't go down the mountain, because the old monk died too quickly. Even if Nichiren Sekkai had a hundred words that could easily explain the past, he didn't have time to say it.
It was such a quick death.
From then on, he devoted himself to studying his magical powers on the mountain, and also received information from the outside world. The true spiritual electric energy was transformed into spiritual energy. Year after year, ten years and ten years, hundreds of years passed.
As centuries passed, Nichiren Yukikai seemed to have gotten used to the life in the mountains, but sometimes he still got angry and thought with a little melancholy: "I'm probably going to die on the mountain."
However, the moon fell.
Many disasters have occurred on the earth. In the blue sky and white sun, the mountain peaks that have been associated with the ancient temple for hundreds of years trembled.
The monks were panicked, and in the city not far from the foot of the mountain, there were noisy screams everywhere.
Nichiren Yukikai walked out of the temple gate and looked at the ground at the foot of the mountain. A dark gap opened up, the earth and rocks were broken, and dust and haze spread in the air.
The old monk's ashes were scattered there at that time. They may have sunk into the cracks, or they may have been stirred into the air and turned into this heavy fog.
Nichiren Xuehai didn't know what he was thinking. Knowing that cracks were spreading towards the mountain, he had no choice but to take a step forward and freeze the trembling mountain.
Every time he took a step forward, the crack in front of him closed.
From the mountain to the bottom, the cracks were all closed, but when he stopped, he realized that he had unknowingly crossed the circle at the bottom of the mountain.
He was a little dazed, but the monks found the backbone, swarmed over, kowtowed to him, and asked for his orders.
"Then go down the mountain and save people."
He saw some people bringing true spirit resonance instruments and wanting to go down the mountain, so he added, "Don't use resonance technology to fight disasters. It will only be a waste of effort and lead to your own death. You..."
He didn't know he was laughing, "It would be nice to wait until the disaster is over and save the remaining people."
The monks soon left, leaving only Nichiren Sekai slowly walking along the foot of the mountain towards the city.
The effects of the moon's fall continue, and the city is more dangerous than the wild.
There were leaning tall buildings everywhere, gushing sewage, exploding fires, and billowing smoke.
"The world is in chaos, sin, sin, sin."
Nichiren Yukikai couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, "Since I didn't make the mess, it doesn't matter if I just have a little fun."
This disaster was so terrible that it immediately reminded him of a story that had been waiting for him for a long time.
Before and after the troubled times, in the sea of suffering in the world, the Buddha attained enlightenment and waved the Buddha.
………………
"In the sea of suffering, a Buddha was born. Originally, this demon king Bo Xun was prepared for Yan Zhen and his friends. Their wishes and actions made him very suitable for this role of being the enemy of Bo Xun."
Nichiren Yukikai looked up at the towering statue, "It's a pity that you are too strong, so I have to let you try it first."
"bring it on!"
He raised his hands high, and his figure suddenly faded away, avoiding a sharp sword energy that passed across the sky.
"Guan Luoyang, come and have an earth-shattering fight with Bo Xun."
"Mo Bo Xun should die, and those who have never become a Buddha should also die when they attain enlightenment. Only then will the Buddha be born in Nirvana."
Nichiren Yukikai's voice spread in all directions, "When you die, a new Guan Luoyang will appear. As you, I will become the new master of the Eight Leaves, take over this land, modify the increasingly oppressive policies of the past, and work for me." The suffering people bring new life and start a new story.”
Not only did his figure disappear, but his voice also became weird.
Guan Luoyang could even clearly feel that a small stone in front of him was vibrating, and Nichiren Yukikai's voice clearly emanated from that stone.
However, when Guan Luoyang focused his attention on the stone, the source of the sound immediately shifted. There were several corpses of monk warriors in the distance, talking at the same time. Their chests rose and fell, their tongues opened and closed, and they spoke the words of Nichiren Sekkai. .
Colorless boundary seal!
Tampering with reality is like walking in a colorless world, a hidden method that has no trace but seems to be everywhere.
If Nichiren Yukikai had used this seal in the previous battle, Guan Luoyang might have been able to capture his true body with his unfathomable vacuum power.
But now, Bo Xun is taking shape, and extremely rich spiritual energy fluctuations are spreading everywhere in the sky and on the ground.
In this environment, it is simply impossible to locate Nichiren Yukikai's true form.
The blade turned slightly, and Guan Luoyang cast his gaze towards the towering statue of Demon Bo Xun with three sides and six arms.
Every spiritual disaster is a gathering of negative emotions containing destructive desires. If you are attacked during the birth process, the destructive desire contained in the attack will only be absorbed by the spiritual disaster and used to strengthen itself.
Moreover, the spiritual disasters during the birth process are invisible and ever-changing. When stimulated, even more dangerous mutations may occur.
In the information about spiritual disasters, there is an important note marked in red, that is, after discovering the signs of spiritual disasters, you should not rush into action. You must carry out encirclement and suppression after the spiritual disaster has taken shape and the structure has stabilized.
But this Bo Xun is different from the spiritual disasters recorded in the coalition government materials.
The ruling method of Hachiyein is not the bloody and primitive method of oppression, but a subtle layer of exploitation. They even protect people's livelihood. Even if there are more and more unemployed people, Hachiyeyuan can still provide for them to continue to live. , causing the population of the entire territory to grow.
Using this method, the negative psychic energy accumulated by hundreds of millions of people over the past fifty years was still huge and immeasurable, even if a lot of it was consumed in various engineering wars.
If we really wait for Him to take shape...
Guan Luoyang thought to himself that he had no choice but to activate the Nine Levels of Tribulation Fire on the spot, from the Daoji realm, to escape from tribulation, to the realm of warmth and nourishment, allowing Tianhe Zhengfa to reach the six-star level.
When the time comes when one's cultivation level rises, all the imprints in the Dao Foundation complete their transformation, and the Heavenly Demon Skills increase in synergy, then this spiritual disaster can be worn to death.
However, after looking intently for a moment, Guan Luoyang had other ideas.
"You ruled them for fifty years, resisted the coalition's request for alliance, and made them live in dire straits without knowing it, just to complete this story, right?"
Guan Luoyang spoke slowly. The bits of information he had read from Nichiren Snowkai's spiritual energy, coupled with the relevant records and speculations from Brahma's Brain, were enough for him to understand what Nichiren Snowkai had done.
This person is far worse than he thought. He treats hundreds of millions of people under his control as a tool for pleasure, and treats people's joys, anger, sorrows, and joys as a part of his pleasure.
People are depressed under pressure, but this person is the only one who is laughing and joking.
"But I think the casting of your story is wrong. Let me change the plot for you."
Guan Luoyang raised the long knife and held it upright in front of him, with the tip of the knife pointing downwards. He slowly raised the knife upwards with his right hand and stroked the back of the knife with his left hand.
The shadow of the arm and blade seemed to split his face in two.
Half bright and compassionate, half dark and angry.
The devil's sword intention rose into the sky in the light and darkness.
The clouds in the sky, where the aura was flowing, suddenly opened a huge gap. It was clear and dark, with no clouds, mist, and no rushing aura inside.
"Oh? You dare to strike before the spiritual disaster takes shape. Didn't anyone tell you common sense in this regard? You were attacked during the birth of the spiritual disaster..."
The person hiding in the dark was suddenly startled before he finished speaking.
The long sword was raised, and the light of the sword rose into the sky. The huge sword that could cut through the clouds from the ground slashed out solidly and struck the statue of Bo Xun.
Guan Luoyang actually made a move!
The world suddenly became quiet.
No matter whether it was bright or dark, everyone was looking at the statue of Bo Xun who had been stabbed.
The sword light struck along the center line of the Bo Xun statue's chest, from head to bottom.
The fierce and snow-white light is even intertwined and stalemate with the indigo aura of the Bo Xun statue.
Guan Luoyang's knife slowly lowered.
In his eyes, there was no statue of Bo Xun, only countless small flames gathered together.
The towering statue of the god standing tall on the sky and the earth is just made up of thin flames no bigger than a red bean.
The fires are gradually intertwining, and when others look at them, they can only see the towering sky.
Guan Luoyang saw countless invisible threads connecting from the tiny flames to their source.
It’s just that the number is too huge and too chaotic. Even if someone sees it, there is nothing they can do, but Brahma can.
The computing power is sufficient to calculate the future to a certain extent and can return them to their original owners.
I, who swallowed Brahma, can do it.
The sword light collapsed and penetrated into the body of the statue of Bo Xun.
The six-arm dance paused, and the three divine faces showed tears, hatred, and numbness.
The statue of the god disintegrated, the spiritual light spread, and the entire Narayana Province was swallowed up in a torrential rain of spiritual light that swept the sky and the earth in a snap.
The spiritual light is spreading, and this heavy rain will spread to the entire Eight Leaves.
"what have you done?!"
In the void, Nichiren Xuehai's figure fluctuated slightly. He had never felt frustrated, stunned and angry like this before, "You..."
"Don't worry."
Guan Luoyang's face was raised towards him, and the knife had already been slashed towards his head.
"This is my ending to the story..."
The angry man with the sword said to Nichiren Yukikai.
"Bo Xun, you can die!!!"
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