Chapter 386 Please wash the sword and blood into the river (thirteen)
In the ascetic career of "How to kneel on ant", Helan Gong was like an extremely profound master, and he taught his unique secrets without hesitation to the old monk who chased the world.
However, it is really difficult to turn your attention to other places by putting all your energy on your body so as not to crush the ants under your knees to death.
This old monk was once an ambitious figure. He made a great vow in front of the Buddha to spread the mercy of Buddhism all over the world. Especially in the barren border areas such as Han lands that do not hear Buddhism, the so-called Mieche land in the Indian land is the place where he, the eminent monk who has cultivated the Arhat position of retreating Dharma, showed his skills. (Meche land, is also called Mieche land, and is a transliteration of the border and wasteland. Unlike other civilization circles, the Greeks, Romans and Central Plains people, in their impressions, the so-called Seris and the Great Qin countries are both mythical immortals. However, in the delusion of Indian Brahmins, except for the Ganges River Basin, other countries are under the rule of Rakshasa, evil ghosts and Asuras, which are the most terrifying hell on earth. At this time, we just say "If you dry this bowl of Ganges water, you will still be an Indian in the next life." The Thieves Quanzi said it seriously)
He tried his best to maintain the difficult posture of kneeling ant, and the old monk kept holding the lotus handprints with his palms, and his eyes fell tightly on the roll of black Baye Zen Sutra in front of him.
In front of his eyes, the tiny Sanskrit letters were shaking constantly, as if every letter had left where they should have stayed.
First of all, the four-tone letters of Modo from the legendary Brahma of the four sides are said to be. The ten Buddhist characters representing Pingyun are constantly wriggling in the Baye Leaf Scholars, as if they are snakes awakened from hibernation, looking for a new cave to sleep. But soon, these ten Buddhist characters are discovered by the four letters representing Chongyun. They are like golden-winged birds that devour the Galongs, and are extremely happy to pounce on the wriggling ten Buddhist characters, biting their bodies, and swallowing them all.
Such a feast didn't take long to become a tragedy of joy and sorrow. The four heavy rhyme letters with big belly were burping, but what was sprayed out from their mouths was not ink marks, but black flames. This black light burst out from every stroke of the four heavy rhyme characters, making them wail.
Gradually, the four characters with heavy rhymes burned out, and their remaining corpses fell to the ground. You could vaguely see the remaining bones overlapping, forming two letters representing Suiyun and Shuyun.
They fell there weakly until two heavy letters, which were insignificant in Sanskrit, limped to the pile of corpses.
These two heavy characters are like vultures who have found delicious food, looking for something between the corpses without hesitation. It seems that there is a gem, or a mani bead, or a relics left by the saint, being picked up by these two heavy characters. They jumped around the ink-like gem with joy and enthusiasm, and then, the stronger and more common heavy character suddenly rushed to the companion, grabbed the other party's legs, and tore their companions in half.
The murderer happily ran towards the edge of the Bay Leaf Scholars with the ink-like beads. However, it miscalculated, and at the edge of the scriptures, there were two settlements of the Buddhist characters. The territory of the Qi-sounding and the Half-sounding Buddhist characters, the eight tall and strong letters were fighting each other. They rushed into each other's settlements, lit all the villages made of ink lines on fire, and burned the weak Buddhist characters to death in the villages alive.
Among these crazy Sanskrit letters, the heavy word holding the ink orb is too eye-catching, which makes the words "Shan" and "Shan" stop their revenge between each other and rush towards the characters "Shan" who have committed the serious crime of killing!
As the blood made of ink traces continued to splash on the Bay Leaf Sutra, a hand hangs down from above the Bay Leaf Sutra in a mess. That hand belongs to one of the twenty-five Brahma characters, and the light is full of light, just like the gods of the Heavenly Tribe in the Brahma characters. And this god in the Brahma characters was solemnly, catching the pearl that was essentially nothing but ink dots in his hand.
More letters belonging to the twenty-five vocalization of Brahma characters appeared on the Baye Leaf Sutra. Soon, these radiant sects of Brahma characters started to argue for this ink dot. The dispute quickly turned into battle, and new blood stains spread throughout the scriptures. The defeated Brahma characters fell from above the scriptures and fell outside the grid. Their shapes were distorted, and even the fonts changed from the dignified Sidtan body to the rough and ancient Gupta body, and they could no longer see clearly what they originally looked like.
However, these characters of the fallen and fallen Buddhist scriptures climbed up to the Baye Leaf Sutra, and their characters were connected to each other, just like the legendary Asuras who were multi-headed and multi-handed, launching tireless challenges to the gods in the heavenly world. These newborn Buddhist scriptures once again occupy a large area of the Baye Leaf Sutra.
In this dazzling melee, fire gradually rose from the depths of the dark scriptures. The black flames surrounded the Bayeous scriptures, swallowing the almost endless Sanskrit letters under the layers of steamer.
The letters wailed silently, gradually fading away the ink marks on their bodies, turning into countless pale skeletons, rolling and burning in the black flames.
The old monk who looked around could even tell what these skeletons were yelling with their gums in pain.
That was the prayer he had almost heard of these days: "Ahuramazda!"
Suddenly he looked away from the black Bay Leaf Sutra and looked around the monk but found that from when there were hundreds of Qiang people in front of him.
These Qiang people who were tied into balls were half wrapped in cowhide blankets, and were neatly placed under the sutra hall, like a bundle of wheat harvested in autumn. Helan Gong was still smiling extremely happily, looking at the end of the bundles of wheat, the Qiang troops who had horses on horses.
"What should we do with these cowards who escaped after the battle?"
"Master Bahram is here, and the cowards who escaped in the face of battle should turn them into mud that was trampled by war horses!"
Just as the questions and answers were asked, the Qiang people and horse soldiers with fanatical expressions urged their war horses one after another, and stepped on the fleeing Qiang troops all over the ground without hesitation.
The dull sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the living person soon turned into a scream and a sputtering blood. In front of the monk Wanzhao, there were only the roll of black Bay Leaf Sutra, more abstract and concrete and slight pictures, more deaths revealed from the slaughterhouse in front of him.
A drop of cold sweat slid down from his forehead, and then the eight-leaf lotus flowers on the scriptures were stained.
In Buddhism, the eight-leafed lotus is the heart lotus of sentient beings, and is the foundation of the Buddha's land. However, at this moment, the eight-leafed lotus on the sutra has swept away the holy aura, and the petals of the eight-leafed lotus have turned blood red, revealing the ominous blackness after the blood was dried up.
In addition to the Eight-Leaf Blood Lotus, four large Arhat statues occupying east, west, south, north and west, and also suddenly became dry from the solemn and full Arhat Dharma image, with dark purple corpse spots like bruised on their faces. These corpse spots then expanded and quickly turned into the unique gray-green surface of the corpse soldiers.
The eyes of the four arhat statues were then deep, and the semi-melted eyeballs took off from the eye sockets, just like the famous view of impurity in Buddhist practice. These four arhat statues also turned into rotten corpses scattered in the Ganges River, with skin enlarged and pus flowed out in all four streams. In the end, the skin could no longer bear such a continuous process of enlargement, bursting out from it, and the rotten flesh and pus flowed out freely.
Since when, the old monk’s body was covered with ants, and these ants have bitten the old monk’s skin with their pointed jaws, causing the blood vessels in the old monk’s body to protrude normally. His head looked like a walnut covered with strips of raised sallow yellow walnuts, and the light green blood vessels kept beating, making him look almost like a human-like figure.
At this time, the old monk Panzhao felt that he could read the scriptures in the Baye Leaf Sutra in front of him.
He had no response to the increasingly heavy smell of blood in the air, and had no attention to the dead Qiang Army who had turned into rotten meat. He had a strange smile on the corner of the old monk's mouth and sang in a very joyful voice:
"I will return to the Buddha's human and heavenly master. Now I will talk about all the secret Dharmas of the Tathagata's mind. If there are heavens, dragons, ghosts, gods, Gandharvas, Asuras, Garura, Kinnara, Mahoraga, Kantha, Vishezha, people and non-humans, I will return to the holy people in the ten directions and uphold this sutra and understand the Dharma.
"That is, the word Om is the perfect meaning. It is said that the word Hum is the meaning of destroying the demon. It is said that the word Om is the meaning of free from fear. It is said that the word Sa is the meaning of subduing obstacles. It is said that the word Postscript is the meaning of destroying the enemy. It is the most supreme thing to recite in subtle ways. It is like a great treasure tree to fulfill all wishes, and the Brahma practice is pure and perfect all..."
As the old monk recited the scriptures everywhere, the broken corpses and corpses that were trampled into meat paste by Qiang army and horses began to wriggle towards him like living things.
Helan Gong was in such a happy mood as the flesh and internal organs climbed hard on the scriptures made of white soil, and then turned his gaze to the north.
"Are you finally here? Although the number is still a bit insufficient, it is better to have it than not."
Speaking what others couldn't understand, Helan Gong pointed his hand at Fanhecheng and laughed loudly: "The second round is about to begin. The self-righteous Taoist priests, this time, your work must be done more beautifully than before!"
Chapter completed!