"Master Yuan Bei, this year we have to save 3,600 ghosts. The current number..."
On the seat next to the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly, an old monk sat next to Yuan Xi, with his head lowered so that no one could see his expression clearly, but it could be heard from his voice that the old monk seemed to be in a dilemma.
The ghosts in the ghost market in Luoyang are rich, and His Majesty has lived in Luoyang for a long time, which has led to economic effects. The wealth in the ghost market has been growing day by day in recent years.
But when it comes to wealthy ghosts, there are only a very small number of them.
The Ghost King deliberately set the price so high. It will be very difficult to get enough quantity this year.
In fact, it cannot be said that the Ghost King deliberately made things difficult for them.
If the price is not set high, all the rich ghosts will leave, and the huge ghost market will be left with a mess. Who will handle those businesses and transactions for the ghost king?
Therefore, most ghosts, even if they have small assets, cannot leave easily.
This is like the chickens raised by farmers. During the Chinese New Year, it is okay to kill two hens to make soup, but you cannot give all the hens to Huo Huo, otherwise no one will lay eggs.
"It doesn't matter, the Ghost King will have his own explanation."
Yuan Zi said there was no need to worry about this. The Ghost King had already sent an envoy to explain the situation at the Orchid Festival three months ago.
Open the tickets first and let the rich ghosts leave. The ghost king will send people to make up for the remaining shortfall.
In the ghost market, there is no shortage of anything else, but there are many ghosts.
After all, in the huge city of Luoyang, people die every day. Apart from those who are willing to go to the underworld to undergo six reincarnations, the number of ghosts collected in the ghost market every month is at least thousands.
Even if Buddhism holds a Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly every year, it is enough to cope with it.
"Amitabha! As long as it doesn't delay the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly, it'll be fine."
The old monk clasped his hands together and felt relieved.
In fact, many eminent monks in Buddhism did not say anything about the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly, but they inevitably felt unhappy in their hearts.
But as long as they can complete the annual ritual of transforming the souls of the dead and maintain Buddhism's luck, they will turn a blind eye to these detailed issues.
Just as everyone was watching a steady stream of wandering souls being sent to the Pure Land of Paradise, the silver coins in the basket had piled up into a small mountain.
Suddenly Yuan Zi opened his eyes suddenly and looked to the other side in confusion.
"who is it??"
It wasn't just Yuan Bian who was alarmed, many Buddhist monks who were watching the ceremony also opened their eyelids.
He looked at the dazzling Buddha's light rising from the skyscraper with an expression of amazement.
There, the auspicious energy is steaming, the rays of light are shining, and the pure Buddha energy is surging, as vast as a river, sweeping over the ghost market and everywhere.
"Reveal the truth, uncover the truth, Polo reveals the truth, Pāluāṇa reveals the truth, Bodhisattva reveals the truth..."
The sound of the chanting was so loud that it resounded throughout the world and spread to the corners of the ghost market.
For a moment, all the monks looked at Yuan Bian in surprise.
"This is……"
The great monk Yuanzi stood up in shock. The scripture he was reciting was the "Damako Sutra" written by him.
This sutra is his latest sutra. Although it is not profound, it is extremely easy to get started. Ordinary people may not be able to read it, but those with a little bit of wisdom will be able to quickly understand the profound Buddhist principles in it if they recite this sutra.
touch.
The purpose of writing this book by Yuan Xiang is also to make the promotion of Buddhism more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
But he never thought that someone reciting this sutra would cause such amazing movements.
For a while, except for the monk who was still presiding over the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly, the other people in the viewing seats walked to the edge of the skyscraper and stood on the top of the building to look down.
"Born Buddha Body!!"
Many old monks could not help but look trembling, and some even knelt down with their hands clasped together.
I saw a coffin standing on a stone monument that had fallen to the ground under the skyscraper.
Xu Tong sat cross-legged on it, holding a sutra in both hands, and recited silently. Every time he recited a word, he saw the Buddha's light surging, causing ripples in the sky.
The immeasurable Buddha's light emanates from Xu Tong's body, shining immortal brilliance. If you look closely, you can see a bright red bead on his forehead.
This red bead is called pekoe.
It does not mean tea leaves, but one of the thirty-two Dharma signs of the Buddha in Buddhism.
The white hairs between the eyebrows are bright, which is called the white hair phase.
It is said that after Chen Xuanzang was born, he was born with white hairs between his eyebrows, and was regarded by Buddhism as a natural Buddha.
This is a dharma phenomenon that even the great monk Yuan Xiang and other Buddhist vajra protectors do not have.
I saw that Xu Tong became more and more fascinated as he read. The sound of chanting came and went, like the sound of heaven and earth, deafening and making everyone's soul tremble.
The Buddha's light swaying behind him turned into infinite sutras, gathering above his head, gradually tearing a hole in the void, summoning the Buddhist kingdom in the west, and preparing to save the ghosts.
"How is this going!!"
Now all the monks were shocked.
Yuan Bian took a quick step and jumped down from the skyscraper to Xu Tong's side. When he saw that Gu Pei Yuan was there, he couldn't help but frown and asked: "Master Gu, what's going on!"
"Ah?? If you ask me, I don't know either??"
Gu Peiyuan had a confused look on his chubby face, and then asked:
"Isn't this your fault? We all said we were leaving, but he insisted on taking out the scripture you gave him and reciting it, and that's what happened."
After saying that, Gu Peiyuan suddenly came to Yuan Xianyuan and said with a smile:
"Master Yuanzi, if you still have this sutra book written by you, give me a copy. You see, I won't live long, so before I die, let me try what it means to realize that all four elements are empty and become a Buddha and become immortal.
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Hearing this, Yuan Zi started to curse in his heart. This old thief was pretending to be confused because he knew better. Could he know what was going on with the book he wrote?
There is no problem in leading people to Buddhism, but if someone reads and recites it twice and immediately becomes a Buddha, then he can become a Buddha by practicing whatever Buddhist teachings he has.
"Master Gu, I'm afraid you're not joking. Just now I saw that this prince, although he has entered the Taoist realm, has no Dharma at all. How could he cultivate the Buddha's body and Dharma in an instant!!"
Yuan Zi looked at Gu Pei Yuan coldly, and when he spoke he looked calm and confident, as if he was angry.
Although Gu Peiyuan's cultivation was in vain, he was calm and calm when faced with Yuan Fang's questioning.
I saw Gu Pei Yuan clasping his hands together: "Amitabha, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Before Chen Xuanzang sat down, he often said that everyone has Buddha nature and everyone can become a Buddha. Since the great monk is Xuanzang's personal disciple, don't you think that you
Isn’t Master right??”
If he was eloquent and eloquent, Yuan Zi would certainly not be afraid, but he couldn't resist Gu Pei Yuan and directly blamed him and brought out his master.
At this moment, the great monk Yuan Side could not refute.
After all, he is a disciple of Chen Xuanzang. Even though he has a transcendent status now, serving as the Vajra Protector of Buddhism and supervising Buddhism in the world, he cannot say anything wrong about his master.
To say so is to deny one's origin and one's own practice.
In this era when the inheritance of the sect is extremely important, such a rebellious and unethical behavior is enough to make him irrecoverable, not to mention that he is a close disciple of Chen Xuanzang and a great protector of Buddhism.
Therefore, the great monk Yuanzi could only cool down his face and stare at the prince.
"opened!!"
Someone exclaimed, and the void above Xu Tong's head was torn apart, revealing misty auspicious clouds.
The sound of chanting sutras is like a yellow bell, which is the paradise of the Western Buddhist country.
The monks looked carefully, and finally someone finally saw clearly the world behind the auspiciousness.
It is a mountain that goes straight up without any twists and turns. The mountain is luxuriant with fragrant trees, and the peaks protrude on all sides. There are palaces of the four heavenly kings, and there is pure gold sand at the base of the mountain.
Looking around, one can see the shadows of the Buddhas in the heavens, seeming to be reciting scriptures with the boy in the auspicious clouds.
"Mount Sumeru!!"
The old monk, who had just been worried that he had not transformed enough ghosts, burst into tears when he saw this, and fell to his knees with a plop.
As soon as these words came out, even the monks who were presiding over the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly could not sit still for an instant. They actually interrupted the Dharma assembly and swarmed around Xu Tong.
Rumor has it that the most sacred mountain in Buddhism is Mount Sumeru, which is 84,000 yojanas high and is the center of the universe. The sun, moon and stars revolve around this mountain, and thousands of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas also live on Mount Sumeru!
In the sea of clouds, I saw a huge mountain towering into the sky, majestic and vast, with no end in sight.
On the mountain, there is a seven-layered stairway with seven-layered treasured walls, seven-layered railings, seven-layered nets, and seven-layered rows of trees on both sides of the road. The doors, walls, windows, railings, trees, etc. in between are all made of gold, silver, crystal, colored glaze, etc.
accomplished.
Flowers and fruits are in abundance, fragrant winds are blowing everywhere, countless strange birds are singing in harmony, and the gods of the heavens live among them.
Standing in front of it, one feels deeply one's own insignificance, like an ant looking up at the galaxy. It is out of proportion and one feels deeply one's own weakness.
Such a shocking scene is a grand scene that has not been seen many years ago. Not just anyone can summon Mount Sumeru. Only one who is born with a Buddha body can be inspired by the gods and bodhisattvas.
"Amitabha!"
A monk looked at the white hair on Xu Tong's eyebrows and whispered silently, thinking that this person had an unknown origin, but he was born with a Buddhist body and had the same three-pointed expression as Chen Xuanzang when he was young.
Another old monk exclaimed with great joy: "It is my great fortune to be a Buddhist."
"Namo Amitabha."
Many monks simply sat cross-legged around Xu Tong and recited scriptures along with Xu Tong.
"Good guy, this kid is playing big game!!"
Gu Peiyuan didn't seem to have expected that Xu Tong's play would be so big, and he felt shocked and regretful for a moment.
Surprisingly, Xu Tong became a Buddha in an instant. Regretfully, he didn't know how this kid did it, but he definitely didn't really become a Buddhist. Isn't this a blatant fraud? How could he be deceived by lard and follow him?
Let's go through this muddy water.
But at this moment, Xu Tong waved his hand towards the wandering spirits who were still watching, and immediately countless ghosts around him started rushing towards the Buddhist world above them.
Even the poor ghosts hiding under the skyscrapers braved their way out and rushed to the Buddhist world.
As for the skyscraper, the ghosts disappeared instantly.
Ghosts are also very realistic. They want money from above but not from below. Of course they choose to go below. Moreover, the Buddhist Kingdom below leads directly to the Sumeru Holy Land, which is much better than the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
In the blink of an eye, the entire ghost market was roaring with evil winds, and countless wandering ghosts were rushing towards the world behind Xu Tong like crazy.
"That's not right, this isn't right!!"
Seeing how many ghosts were being saved, the Zhengxin monk of Lingshan Temple couldn't sit still.
"Great Protector, this is wrong. Didn't you say that we will preside over the Ksitigarbha Dharma Conference?"
Seeing a large number of ghosts swarming into the world behind Xu Tong, Monk Zhengxin could no longer host the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly, so he ran down and asked Monk Yuanbi.
Not only was the monk Zhengxin unable to sit still, but the Ghost King sitting high on the throne also showed his true colors. A ghostly face with green face and black fangs spit out a puff of black smoke and said angrily: "Whoever dares to cause trouble in the ghost market will be taken down."
he!!"
As soon as these words were spoken, many evil spirits rushed down from the skyscraper and rushed towards Xu Tong.
However, since Xu Tong dares to do this, he naturally has the confidence. In terms of cultivation and strength, he is not the strongest, but he has the backing.
Hehe, I am not kneaded from clay either.
Facing many evil spirits, Xu Tong flicked his palms, and large pieces of paper money fell like snowflakes. Two paper figures stood quietly beside Xu Tong. The paper figures moved slightly, and a cold wind came out.
Wrapped in the cold wind, the paper man's body gradually became alive and transformed into two giant ghosts.
Two big ghosts, one with an ox body and a tiger head on the left, holding a long stick.
On the right, there is a human body with a snake face, four legs under the body, and two long swords in hand.
Standing next to Xu Tong, he said with an indifferent and arrogant voice: "The Sixth Palace of Luofeng Mountain, the Palace of Sinful Qi of Chuzhao, under the banner of Beidou Zhenjun Division, Tubo, Yashan, come up!"
