This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 368 The Sutra Learner Is Dead?Cihang's grief

at this time.

Song.

Zishou was watching the Buddha's performance.

Tu Shanjiu'er is wearing a Xiapi fairy dress and follows behind Zishou.

Since she became the princess of the Great Shang Dynasty and wore the luck of the world, she no longer needs to use the sealing mask bestowed by Nuwa to cover up her charming power.

But Tu Shanjiu'er's aura of being a king and concubine is getting stronger and stronger, compared with the girl with nine tails when she entered the palace, she is much more stable.

However, the murderous intent unintentionally revealed on her body is still there, not much like when she went to Beihai to calm the demon back then.

With a wave of the spiritual power on Tu Shanjiu'er's body, a scene of Sakyamuni preaching was projected in the sky.

Tu Shanjiu'er said quietly:

"My lord, why don't these people who preach the Western Taoism be killed?"

"Since this Sakyamuni preached the Three Vehicles Dafa for the first time, there have been more and more rats taught in the West. They know how to raise rats in Lingshan."

Zishou couldn't help laughing, and said, "Lingshan does raise mice, and they are white and smooth mice. Maybe this mouse is related to Nezha."

Tu Shanjiu'er glanced at Zishou, not knowing how to reply.

She sighed, and the king stopped talking to her again, so he said:
"My lord, this time the Buddhist sect is obviously taking the opportunity to find sutra protectors to expand the influence of the Buddhist sect. Don't you need to suppress it?"

After Zishou finished speaking, he was quiet and said:
"Jiu'er, what is the original life of the human race, you should tell me after you enter the palace."

"The secrets of luck in the world, the principles carried by the human race, the abnormality of the old prime minister Shang Rong... It was only after that that I fully understood."

"It's since then that I can really compete with the gods and gods, and stand on the same chessboard with them."

Zishou looked at the luck in the world gathered into the map of Kyushu, and there were several most powerful Dao rhymes circulating non-stop.

One is like a martial artist rushing into Xiaohan, one is like a secret creation breaking down all secrets...

He opened his mouth and said:
"Creation is the life of the human race."

"Creation requires not the inheritance of the sages, but the pursuit of the future, the exploration of the unknown, and the tolerance of all novelties. In the end, a new law of the road is created in the collision of the old and the new."

"Compared to this, it is not a bad thing to tolerate some heresies. Without heresies, how can Daozang be orthodox?"

After Zishou's voice fell, Tu Shanjiu'er was speechless for a long time.

These remarks have completely exceeded her understanding of the Tao and her understanding of the struggle for orthodoxy.

It turns out that Dao struggle does not necessarily have to exterminate the other party, and tolerating the existence of heresy can highlight one's own Dao.

How confident is this to say such a thing.

"However, most of the human race can't tell the truth from the fake, and are easily bewitched by them."

Tu Shanjiu'er was still a little puzzled and said worriedly.

Zishou shook his head, looked at Jizhou, and said: "In a person's life, he has only seen the flowers blooming in spring, but he has never seen Yan Yuanyuan's devil. It is not a good thing. Still kneeling in front of the devil, lashing out at the beautiful world in an attempt to destroy it."

"At that time, it's never too late to kill."

"A few heresies that may go astray will make the creation of the world full of vitality, but they will not affect the future of the human race."

Tu Shanjiu'er saluted slightly and said, "Jiu'er has been taught."

Zishou nodded, looked at the phantom in the sky, smiled, and said, "Nine nine 81 difficulties, I really give you a chance to set this first difficulty?"

Tu Shanjiu'er was taken aback for a moment, and was about to speak, when suddenly he was taken aback and looked at Jizhou.

Bang! !

I saw a sudden change in the lower school palace in Jizhou city!

On the high platform several feet high, Shakyamuni, who had not eaten for many days, fell headlong.

Immediately.

Blood splattered everywhere, it was horrible.

A soul entered the six realms of reincarnation.

For nine days and ten days, there was silence.

All the gods and immortals remained silent.

What the hell!

In the dark, the dark thread staring at Sakyamuni was the first to startle.

Because they were standing under the stage, blood splashed all over their faces suddenly.

The imperial swear words that had been spread all over the dark net by Du Yuanxian burst out from their mouths, with strange expressions on their faces, as if they had opened a dyeing workshop.

What's happening here?
Your Majesty sent a secret letter just now, staring at him carefully, and fell to his death in less than a quarter of an hour?
Can you be a little bit more angry...

The dark thread in Jizhou took a deep breath, calmed down, and then reported Sakyamuni's death.

After the unification of Kyushu, nearly [-]% of the dark lines have been cut, and [-]% of the remaining [-]% have gone to the West, and [-]% are monitoring these weird-talking, double-standard, especially yin-yang-loving scholars.

Their tone of voice was almost the same, chanting slogans of freedom and democracy, and preaching Western methods.

The point is, I still can't explain why, but when you are in a hurry, I will put a hat on your head.

It can be said that without these people, the dark net would have already disbanded in place, and became the first Yamen where the big merchants disappeared.

So, can you be more prudent and love your own life!
This dark thread resisted the urge to give Sakyamuni a kick, and then a horrified expression appeared on his face, and he followed the crowd and yelled.

"Ah!! It's dead!!"

"Shakya is dead!!"

……

The yell of the dark line awakened the fairy gods of the nine heavens and ten earths from their sluggishness.

Tu Shanjiu'er: "My lord...is this the first difficulty you set up? Jiu'er, you didn't see anything."

Zishou chuckled, curled his lips, and said, "What is the first difficulty? He has low blood sugar."

Tu Shanjiu'er:? ? ?
She didn't ask what hypoglycemia meant, and the king wouldn't reply if she asked.

However, she knew that the death of Sakyamuni must have nothing to do with the king.

It should be that he made a mistake.

...What kind of unlucky person is this?

This kind of luck, if you still learn from the scriptures, won't the luck of Buddhism collapse?
Zishou's current mood is not much better than that of the gods.

He was thinking about how to arrange the first difficulty, but he did not expect that Prince Sakyamuni set up a difficulty for himself.

This is difficult to name, a day trip to the underworld.

For nine days and ten days, countless eyes looked at the brain-strewn corpse, and spiritual thoughts resounded in the sky and the earth.

"Is this the person chosen by the two sages of the West?"

"It turns out that Buddhism likes this kind of fool with a brain problem..."

"Wait, isn't he wearing the most precious Buddhist brocade cassock? How could he still fall to his death? I'm afraid this cassock is fake..."

"No, the cassock is not fake. Didn't the Tathagata Buddha say that... this treasure is waterproof, fireproof, demon-proof and demon-proof, and didn't say it's fall-proof."

"It makes sense."

"Here, wait a minute... the Buddhist scriptures died before the Journey to the West started?"

……

Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

Patriarch Styx just announced with great interest that the future of the Asura clan is coming, the opportunity has come, and now all the smiles on his face have disappeared, leaving only black lines on his face.

The corners of Minghe's mouth twitched, his eyebrows twitched violently, and he said through gnashing of teeth, "What's the name of Buddhism!"

The four demon kings of the Asura family looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The ancestor had been looking forward to the future of the Asura clan for so long, but in the end, this so-called scripture learner died immediately.

The sutra learners are all dead, so what's the use of having sutra protectors?

share baby...

No, now they are not with the Buddhist scriptures, and the treasures cannot be separated.

Minghe snorted coldly, and a divine thought spread to Xitu. He was wearing a blood sea robe, and behind him was a sea of ​​blood. Standing on the Lingshan Mountain, he stared at Medicine Master Tathagata and said in a cold voice:

"Are you the master of Buddhism appointed by the Zhunti sage?"

……

at this time.

Lingshan.

Daleiyin Temple has a weird atmosphere and is silent.

All the Buddhas in the West put their palms together, maintaining a sluggish posture, sitting on the lotus platform.

They looked at Sakyamuni who died under the podium, and were speechless for a long time.

Pharmacist Tathagata kept silent, seemingly calm, but suppressed the anger in his eyes, wishing to suppress Sakyamuni at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain, so that he could not be reborn forever.

He has just manifested himself in front of people from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, spreading Buddhism and Dharma.

I thought it would give the Buddhist sect a good start in spreading the Dharma in the East, but I was beaten in the face with my brains by this personally chosen Buddhist disciple in a blink of an eye.

But it shouldn't.

81 The disaster has not yet begun, he is in charge of the way of life and disease, and he did not see the slightest breath of death from Sakyamuni, why did he die suddenly?
Not only the Tathagata Pharmacist, even the reception and Zhunti, did not see anything wrong.

Elysium.

Zhunti had just finished his deduction, and the mystery in his eyes disappeared, revealing the Buddha's light that could penetrate everything. He frowned and said:
"Strange, Pindao can't deduce any abnormalities."

Jieyin glanced quietly at Zhunti, sighed after a long time, and said: "There is no need to deduce, there is no abnormality. Di Xin, he didn't do anything. This time, it was just an accident."

Zhunti sighed, how could he not know?
It's just that I don't want to believe it.

"Brother, the person who learned the Buddhist scriptures died before the Journey to the West started. For my Buddhist sect, will it..."

There was no change on Jieyin's face, but a compassionate smile, and said: "Early death is death, and late death is also death. If he doesn't die now, he will die in the future. Rather than letting him die in Di Xin's calculations, it is better An accidental death, so that the world can know my Buddhist magic."

When Zhunti heard the words, he suddenly realized, the worry on his face disappeared, he nodded and said: "Senior brother is right."

Then he looked at the Great Leiyin Temple, and a divine thought came out and reached the ears of Medicine Buddha.

The sadness on Medicine Buddha's face disappeared, he clasped his hands together, and said the Buddha's name.

"Disciple, thank you saint for your enlightenment."

Pharmacist Tathagata immediately looked at Minghe, and said, "Singhe's benefactor, don't be impulsive. Traveling to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures is doomed to experience hardships. As the saying goes, after counting ninety-nine, the demons will be wiped out, and the three-three lines will return to the root."

"The first difficulty is the misstep on the podium."

Hearing the words, Minghe frowned, looked at Medicine Master Tathagata coldly, and said, "Don't lie to me. The 81 difficulties on the way to learn the scriptures were all set by Di Xin. The learning of the scriptures has not yet begun, and his first difficulty has already passed. Ready?"

Pharmacist Tathagata sighed, and said, "Di Xin is a scheming man, and he probably let the dark threads of the world target them before the journey to the west began. For him, letting Sakyamuni stumble and die is nothing but a piece of cake."

Hearing Medicine Buddha's explanation, Ming He calmed down his anger and said, "There is some truth in what the Buddha said. However, it's not important. Now that Sakyamuni is dead, what should your Buddhist sect do?"

Pharmacist Tathagata said:
"Amitabha, the people who learn the scriptures are no more than ordinary people, and it is not difficult to resurrect from death."

"Sunshine Bodhisattva, take a trip to the six realms of reincarnation."

Then, with a sigh in his heart, he opened the treasury of Daleiyin Temple, went to several Buddhist treasures, and secretly handed them over to Sunlight Bodhisattva.

After Medicine Master Tathagata finished speaking, a Bodhisattva with a crescent moon carved between his brows walked out of Daleiyin Temple. He bowed to accept the order, turned around and left, stepped into the long river of time and space, and came to the six realms of reincarnation.

Roar! !

Just now he was like reincarnation in six realms, but he was frightened half to death by the roar of a ferocious beast.

When Moonlight Bodhisattva looked up, he found that it was actually a fierce beast subdued by Zishou in the world.

犼.

At this moment, this ancient ferocious beast was lying on the bank of Huangquan River, facing the ghosts pouring in from outside the gate of hell, with its bloody mouth wide open.

Outside the ghost gate, stood four ghost generals baring their fangs.

None other than Jiang Chen, Ying Gou, Hou Qing, and Han Yan, the four masters of the soul path.

At this time, they were standing outside the gate of ghosts, with a long whip of thorns condensed in their hands, and with a wave of their hands, they scattered the ghosts densely packed for tens of thousands of miles. Trembling with fright, they obediently walked into the gate of ghosts with their heads down.

Inside the gate of ghosts, a female fairy who has shown her original body of saving suffering shakes this seemingly small scull boat that can hold hundreds of millions of ghosts, and sends the ghosts to Naihe bridge from outside the gate of ghosts.

Moonlight Bodhisattva looked, and saw that she was wearing a golden leaf button with a bead tassel on her head, a light blue knotted robe on her body, an incense ring on her chest, and an amulet on her face. Enjishi's expression.

This female fairy is none other than the Ci Hang Taoist who was left by Ping Xin to work in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Taoist Ci Hang glanced at Moonlight Bodhisattva, and immediately recognized this Western Taoist who had met several times.

But when she saw the Buddha's light on Moonlight Bodhisattva's body, she was startled suddenly, and she felt a nameless sadness emanating from her heart.

She stood there in a daze, only feeling that the non-immortal aura on Yueguang should belong to her.

At this moment, the grief in her heart was just like when Di Xin snatched the bottle of Yangliu jade...

Anxious.

what happened……

She is a big Luo Jinxian!

If it weren't for such a major event as the loss of the treasure of life, how could there be such a big mood swing.

Could it be that the Taoism practiced by this Moonlight Taoist is more important to her than the mutton fat jade bottle?
"Fellow Moonlight, this is the forbidden land of the six realms of reincarnation, and saints are not allowed to step in easily. What are you doing here?"

Cihang asked.

Moonlight clasped his hands together, uttered the Buddha's name, and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is here, and the sage who finds peace has something important to ask."

Amitabha?
Poor monk?

Cihang stared at Moonlight Bodhisattva for a long time, and suddenly felt the vicissitudes of being underground for thousands of years.

Since she entered the six realms of reincarnation, she has been isolated from the perception of the outside world.

It is only occasionally when the Peaceful Saint watches the world that he can see the changes in the world.

What happened outside these years?
Seeing Cihang's strange expression, Yueguang suddenly realized, and said: "It turns out that Cihang benefactor didn't know when my Buddhism was established."

So the moonlight divine thought passed on, and told Cihang the cause and effect of Buddhism's birth to the world, as well as the difficult game of ninety-nine and eighty-one.

this moment.

The grief in Cihang's heart intensified.

Journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?

Nine nine 81 difficult?
For some reason, Cihang always felt that there should be a deep cause and effect between her and this matter!
Then, she suddenly raised her head and said, "Bodhisattva, could it be that the sage asked you to come here to reincarnate in the six realms, is he looking for a poor Taoist to be a sutra protector?"

Moonlight Bodhisattva couldn't help being startled, shook his head, and said, "Almsgiver, you think too much..."

(End of this chapter)