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Chapter 294
Golden flowers are sprinkled in the sky, auspicious colors abound, Buddha light and auspicious clouds fill the sky and earth, and auspicious clouds also turn into lotus shapes.
The three Buddha statues are sitting in the golden lotus, the cassocks on their bodies are motionless, and the Sanskrit sounds in the sky dye the heart, full of Zen and Buddha's meaning of predestined sentient beings.
When the Buddha statue opened its mouth, it seemed as if there was a great virtue singing in the sky and the earth, and the little lotus flowers seemed to be dying.
Many monks under the seat are either frowning and thinking, or smiling while holding flowers, or holding the seal of meditation, or the seal of fearlessness...
This place is far away from the vanity of the world, the sound of the Sanskrit surrounds the ears, and the golden lotus blossoms are clustered together, as if a piece of pure land was born.
"Om Mani Pad Baa Hum"
The six-character mantra suddenly sounded in the void, and the golden lotus flowers all over the sky moved without wind, and the dense Buddha's light changed from hazy to obscured.
"I don't think that the ghost mother turned out to be a Buddha with her heart. This is really the first time in the world."
The Buddha's light was faint and concentrated, and one of the Buddha statues opened its mouth slowly, but there was a faint smile on its benevolent face.
It took 700 years to operate the Six Buddhist Temples in Northern Xinjiang, and it was only 300 years ago that they got the auspicious luck of heaven and earth. In the following thousand years, other sects were gradually squeezed out of Northern Xinjiang.
It has been more than a thousand years since northern Xinjiang has been turned into a Buddhist kingdom on earth.
But since then, no great luck has come to the world to return to the Buddha.
When the ghost mother first came to northern Xinjiang, she set her path to Buddhism with one word, but it caused an uproar among Buddhist monks in northern Xinjiang.
The two ways of Buddha and ghost have always been mutually restrained, so many monks in the Buddhist sect have doubts about whether this ghost mother is pregnant with King Wisdom Prajna.
It can resist the yin and shake the head, but it may not be able to shine the lotus flower with the tongue.
However, this ghost mother is worthy of being King Ming's talent, and the journey to Hell is really ingenious.
Although it's just an idea, the monks in all temples are faintly touched by the ripples of luck. This seems to be a cruel punishment, but it is really the right path of Buddhism. It may be the opportunity for the resurgence of Buddhism in northern Xinjiang.
Indeed, there are bodhisattvas in Buddhism who are merciful and compassionate, and there should be kings of enlightenment who are extremely angry and extremely angry. There is equality and peace bestowed on all living beings, and it is also necessary to deter the enemies of the Buddha to protect the peace of heaven and earth.
Really, it really made the monks from the six monasteries sigh secretly, thanks to the rivalry between the two heroes of the Western Extremes, they couldn't keep the talent of King Ming.
These Ming Wang Buddha disciples finally entered the Buddhist gate.
Now this ghost mother is spreading karma in the Hongjing City, supervising the mortals in the city to worship the Buddha, and arresting a group of dharma kings to recite the scriptures. Such behavior even seems a bit contrived.
But this ghost mother didn't care, she went her own way, she only said that she had an attachment in her heart, and it had nothing to do with Buddha or Buddha.
Where is this obsession, many golden monks and dharma kings have already guessed, presumably, it is the cause and effect with the silent sword, the jade is not weaker than others, and the silent sword is not good either.
To be on the safe side, the three Jue monks of Dingyuan Temple joined forces to explore the secret of cause and effect.
Although the cause and effect of this ghost mother is mysterious and unpredictable, it doesn't matter.
The ghost mother came to the northern border and had formed karma with many mortals, golden elixirs, golden monks, and several Dharma kings. From the perspective of supernatural powers, the karma between everyone and the ghost mother is really at the end of Qingping, and all flowers bloom. Flowers can be seen.
It can be seen from this that this ghost mother's heart to enter the Buddha is genuine, and right now, it depends on which temple the ghost mother chooses.
The three Buddha statues looked at each other, but they saw that they had all adhered to the Dharma seal, and immediately understood that the Buddha's mind seal was already connected.
One of the Buddha statues spoke calmly, and the sound was like a bell that resonated with the heavens and the earth, "All living things have Buddha nature, humans have it, demons have it, spirits and ghosts have consciousness, and naturally they also have Buddha nature.
Although Xiyan is the mother of ghosts, she devotes herself wholeheartedly to the Buddha, and entering the Buddhist gate in northern Xinjiang is exactly the cause and effect. "
"It's good, my Buddha is merciful!" A group of monks applauded the goodness, suddenly there was a Buddha's light in their eyes, and joy was born in their hearts.
"Yuehui, since the ghost mother Buddha's heart is not hindered, you bring her the scriptures of the original vows of our temple."
"Yes, Your Majesty's decree." Monk Yuehui hesitated for a moment, but immediately accepted the decree.
Seemingly aware of Monk Yuehui's concerns, one of the Buddha statues stood up from the lotus platform, layers of Buddha's light and spirituality were like butterflies piercing flowers, wind blowing willows, curling upwards.
Two beams of Buddha's light fell in front of Monk Yuehui, and one of them turned into a Buddhist scripture.
The Buddha statue picked up a golden flower and smiled slightly, but the golden flower bloomed instantly, becoming extremely dazzling.
"The scriptures of the original vows of the six temples can save people into the Buddha. As long as the ghost mother of the banquet begins to recite the scriptures and understand the principles of Buddhism, no matter what the previous life is, a buddha seed will be planted in her heart, and her actions and thoughts will gradually belong to my Buddhist gate. .”
Before Monk Yuehui could think about it, another ray of Buddha's light turned into a gleaming golden saber, and the Buddha's mantra was lingering all over the saber.
Against the backdrop of the Buddha's light, Jie Dao not only does not have the cold and murderous aura, but instead has a kind of Buddhist rhyme of great relief and joy.
At this time, the golden flower in the Buddha statue's hand seemed to be withered, and two red lotuses suddenly released from the Buddha statue's eyes, and the causal rhyme of Taoism shook the void, "If she doesn't even want to choose the scriptures of the original vows of the six temples, you can take this Kill her with a knife."
The talent to kill King Ming?Monk Yuexi's golden body couldn't help but tremble, and after a while he folded his palms together and put his head together, "My lord, although the Poyuan Mantra Wheel Knife has great power, but the Ghost Mother of the Banquet also has great supernatural powers, I'm afraid I may not be able to surrender live."
Shi Shiran, the three Buddha statues, floated in mid-air, and the Sanskrit sound of the Buddha's light even covered the skylight, reflecting the lower part like a pure land of auspicious splendor, at ease in the western sky.
The voice of the Buddha came down from the sky: "She has a very strong heart to become a Buddha, and I asked you to bring a knife just in case, if she chooses the scriptures of the original vows, she is destined to be a member of the Buddhist sect, and my Buddhist sect in northern Xinjiang will surely flourish.
If you dare not choose, you have ulterior motives, and you can directly let it die.
Of course, the Poyuan Mantra Wheel Knife can hold her down, even if the ghost mother has great supernatural powers, it is useless, because other temples will naturally bring this kind of Buddhist artifact. "
Only then did Monk Yuehui suddenly realize.
The six temples in northern Xinjiang are also worried that the ghost mother is deceitful. After all, Yugui's reputation is dyed red with the blood of the demon king and demon saint, so the monks in each temple use their temple's supernatural powers to calculate the ghost mother.
Now that the calculation is correct, the Vow Sutra is the last and the strongest one to control, no matter whether Yu Gui is really into Buddhism or has ulterior motives, as long as he chooses any of the Vow Sutras from the six temples, he will eventually become a Buddhist.
If you don't choose, then of course you are an enemy of the Buddha with evil intentions. If the six Buddhist artifacts are shot together, no matter how powerful Yu Gui is, he can only drink his hatred on the spot.
"The Buddha holds flowers, the ghost mother smiles, and the auspicious sky and evil prisons shine on each other.
The spirit cloud is defeated, the fate is destroyed, and the eyes are closed, and Qianqiu only jumps.
Go, take the Vow Sutra, and also bring the Fate Breaking Knife,
Or I, a Buddhist, will guard the Dharma in one more prison, or I will feast on the ghost mother in Hongjing City and die. "
The Buddha's light in mid-air was already as bright as brilliant fireworks. The eyes of the three Buddha statues had deep compassion and the power to sweep away all obstacles.
At the same time, in the five temples of Chuanye, Heitian, Huachan, Huanxi, and Shanjian, Buddha's light shot up into the sky.
The magnificent Sanskrit sound of the six paths resounds through the sky and the earth in northern Xinjiang, and the Buddha's light surges like a sea, shining on the sky, making people feel a sense of refuge at the first sight.
The six majestic Buddhist gates flew towards Hongjing City, golden flowers rained down along the way, and lotus blossoms grew by themselves.
Below Yuanshen and Jueseng, in the unknowable and unobservable places, the majestic Buddhist luck in northern Xinjiang gradually began to flow slowly.
(End of this chapter)