Chapter 1193 The old monk stands in the way, the true meaning of Ksitigarbha
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"Huh? Why is there suddenly a light in front?" Suddenly, Lu Shaoyou stopped, pointed in the distance, and said strangely.
"Lights?" Lu Shaoyou immediately stopped and looked steadily not far away. He could only see shadows in the distance, with little lights flashing, a faint light flashing, and everyone could even hear sacred chanting sounds.
Came from inside.
"These, these are all ancient temples! Each one is magnificent and magnificent, with monks chanting sutras to save their souls!" Lu Shaoyou and the other three stepped forward and exclaimed.
The faint sound of Zen chanting kept coming to their ears, as if an eminent monk from the West was chanting sutras, and the sacred and solemn power of thoughts rippled slightly in the Juexian Cliff.
As we got closer, the sound of chanting became louder and louder.
On this dim and boundless Immortal Cliff, this sacred and solemn aura of Buddha's light is extremely obvious, just like a bright lamp in the dark night, attracting the surrounding ghost auras, and the ghost auras are flying towards those temples, one by one.
They screamed miserably, and then came the sounds of puffs. Then, under the illumination of the Buddha's light, these powerful men turned into smoke one after another, and finally revealed a face of kindness and liberation, facing the Buddha's light.
After giving a salute, it turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.
Lu Shaoyou and the others then walked forward for hundreds of miles, and finally saw a large ancient Buddha temple standing in front of them, motionless, like an ancient Buddha with its golden skin removed, sitting in front of them. A brilliant golden light.
Along with the flow of Buddhist incense, golden light flowed, forming a faint river. A bright light appeared in front of the three people, as if daylight had descended on the Immortal Cliff. The sound of chanting sutras and prayers originated from there.
Although an ancient temple is dilapidated, it still shines with brilliant brilliance like morning glow. The ancient temples seem to be coated with a layer of golden brilliance, and the endless Buddha power is rippling out from there.
"After all, this place is also in the Purgatory of Heaven, one of the eighteen levels of hell. Although it is ruined, it is still an underworld. How can there be a temple of Buddha here? Strange. Strange." Old Mirror stepped forward.
He looked at it carefully and said in surprise.
"There is an ancient temple hidden deep in the underworld." Lu Shaoyou pondered for a moment and then said thoughtfully, "Could it be the legendary ancient temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? It is indeed possible, but the Purgatory of Heaven has been shattered. I'm afraid Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has left this place." The Holy Spirit also nodded.
"Ksitigarbha? Is he the bald donkey who vowed to become a Buddha until hell is empty?" The old mirror rolled his eyes and suddenly realized, "That bald donkey is also stupid. He actually made a wish."
With such great ambitions, how can it be possible for him to fulfill his great ambitions now that the underworld has been shattered? He has to bear the huge karma himself. How many years and months will it take for him to realize eternity?"
"You can't say that. Hey, old mirror, do you think this Ksitigarbha really wants to come to the underworld to preach?" The Holy Spirit chuckled meaningfully, "If you think so, you are wrong. This is Western religion.
It’s a big game of chess. It’s just a pity that the underworld was destroyed in the end, and he has to bear the huge karma. The Western religion really steals the chicken but loses the money, hahahaha!”
"Be careful with your words, Holy Spirit." Lu Shaoyou frowned. He knew from the myths of his previous life that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was definitely not a simple figure. He was a powerful Buddha who was said to be comparable to the Buddha of the West. Now in this world
No one knows whether he has fallen or not. If you are too presumptuous, you may be plotted secretly by the other party.
"Amitabha, what this donor said is true, but it's better to be careful with what you say."
As soon as Lu Shaoyou finished speaking, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded from behind Lu Shaoyou. This person made no sound. After all the spiritual senses of Lu Shaoyou, the Holy Spirit and even Old Mirror, the three people's immortal consciousness could not sweep away this person's consciousness.
There was no trace, but this person just came up behind Lu Shaoyou and the others without any trace!
"Who is this person!?" Lu Shaoyou was suddenly startled, and he hurriedly stepped back and looked at the person in front of him.
Sonorous!
Buzz!
The Haotian Golden Bell above Lu Shaoyou's head suddenly buzzed, and then a shocking aura erupted. At the same time, the Heaven-piercing Divine Spear in Lu Shaoyou's hand also suddenly appeared, exuding a monstrous murderous aura. The Holy Spirit and Old Mirror were also frightened.
Jump and step back continuously.
"Who are you?" Lu Shaoyou looked at the person who came. He was a skinny old monk. He was so skinny that he looked like a skin. Especially on his head, there was a huge...
The ball is shining with golden light, the glass is suddenly born, and the fragrance of Buddha fills the sky. It seems that there is a supreme Buddha sitting in the small ball, telling wisdom and bringing liberation.
"This is the rumored relic! This person actually cultivated the relic! At least he is an Arhat-level Buddhist powerhouse!" Old Mirror couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Are you a human or a ghost? Why are you in the Immortal Cliff?" Lu Shaoyou saw the person coming, calmed down his mood, and took the lead in asking in a deep voice. At the same time, he prevented the other party from making an attack, and the Haotian Golden Bell above his head kept buzzing.
Chilling.
"The poor monk is just the abbot of a temple. His physical body has been dead for many years." The old monk's long eyebrows trembled, and the skin all over his body was almost withered and wrinkled.
"Are you the abbot of this temple? There are so many temples. Are the abbots different?" Lu Shaoyou asked doubtfully. Not far away, a large number of temples and ancient temples stood in front of him, and the sound of chanting sutras and chanting Buddhas continued into an ocean.
And the sacred and endless Buddhist principles are swirling around, making it look extremely sacred.
"That's natural. There are many ascetic monks here, as well as the Taoist tradition left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The poor monks and fellow Taoists all work hard with the great wish of 'until hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha.'"
"Three donors, please don't go any further. There is an extremely dangerous existence ahead. If you enter, you will most likely be destroyed. If the three donors leave now, it is too late. If you cross the Naihe Bridge, you will probably die."
It's difficult." The old monk clasped his hands together, spoke very kindly, and showed an aura of compassion on his face.
"Master, this time we are here for the Jade Spirit Fruit, and we hope that Master will let us go." Lu Shaoyou was a little afraid of this person. This old monk's cultivation was extremely advanced, which made him very afraid. He even had a kind of fear.
I feel that this person is probably even more powerful than Huode Xingjun in heaven. His strong Buddhist aura and sense of solemnity make people want to convert to Buddhism.
"Bilinguo, it turns out you are here for the Bilinguo." The old monk seemed to be very emotional, "It's another group of lost sheep. Bilingo is a rare thing in the world, how can it be picked so easily?"
"Old monk, you seem to know this place very well. I wonder who built the temples and temples here?" At this moment, the Holy Spirit came forward, clasped his hands, and said in a pretentious manner.
"This benefactor was naturally built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, whom you are blaming." The old monk clasped his hands together, declared his sins loudly, and said softly.
"It's really Ksitigarbha's old bald donkey!" Old Mirror screamed suddenly, with a strange look in his eyes, "We actually came to this ghost place!"
"I wonder where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is now?" Lu Shaoyou stepped forward and asked with a heavy face.
"The Bodhisattva responded to the calamity, but then disappeared without a trace. He has not appeared for a long time. He only occasionally appears in temples and ancient temples to use his magical powers to suppress the ghosts and evil spirits around him. We monks are worshiped by the Buddha of the West.
With the order, I came to the Purgatory of the Heaven to save the destined people and let them reach the bliss of Amitabha early." The old monk clasped his hands together and slowly said to Lu Shaoyou.
"So it turns out that Bodhisattva also suffered a calamity? I just don't know why the underworld is destroyed now?" Lu Shaoyou continued to ask.
"This poor monk doesn't know." The old monk slowly shook his head and said, "The old monk also followed the Lord Buddha's order and came to this place."
"In this case, we already know, great monk, please let us leave quickly. We are still rushing to go up the mountain to pick the Biling Fruit." The Holy Spirit came out, seeming a little impatient.
"Of course it is possible, but the old monk still wants to invite you to go to the ancient temple and sit for a while. The poor monk sees that your heaven is dark, and he is afraid that there will be a bloody disaster. It is better to go to the ancient temple and let the various hosts in the temple watch and help you.
A handful, so that you can quickly go to the top of the mountain on the Dry Bone Road. Behind this ancient temple is the Dry Bone Road and Naihe Bridge, where the evil spirits are the most powerful. Donors, please let us consecrate it to protect the three benefactors.
"The old monk said sincerely.
"What if we don't want to?" Old Mirror asked tentatively.
"The old monk will never let the two of them go forward, and he will never let the three of them lose their lives in vain." After saying that, the old monk slowly sat cross-legged, reciting Buddhist scriptures non-stop, and the golden light shone all over his body.
Intense Buddha light flows down, and the Buddha light overflows. Above the head, the relic shines brightly, and the sound of the Buddha chanting ancient sutras continues.
"Master's kindness, of course we take it seriously. Let's go to the ancient temple, Holy Spirit, so we can get on our way early." Lu Shaoyou glanced at Holy Spirit and then said with a smile.
Holy Spirit and Old Mirror nodded immediately. Seeing Lu Shaoyou agreed, the old monk smiled slightly and stood up from the ground. His body was filled with Buddha light, and the ghosts around him did not dare to approach, for fear that they would be dissolved into ashes in the next moment.
Ashes, everyone hid far away.
The old monk led Lu Shaoyou and the other three people forward, and they kept winding their way forward. The mountain road became more and more rugged. Lu Shaoyou and the other three people probably walked for dozens of miles before they arrived at the ancient temple hall.