Abbot Qingxu calls Huiguang Bodhisattva his master, which shows that Huiguang Bodhisattva is of extremely high seniority. Even Abbot Qingxu does not know exactly when Huiguang Bodhisattva was born.
I only know that when I first entered Dabei Temple and was a young monk in the first stage, Huiguang Bodhisattva was there.
When he attained enlightenment hundreds of years later, Master Huiguang still looked the same.
According to another Bodhisattva from Dabei Temple, Uncle Taixu, Huiguang Bodhisattva has seen the last immortal.
The last immortal of the Tang Dynasty was more than two thousand years ago.
Therefore, the age of Huiguang Bodhisattva may be close to three thousand years old.
It was also Huiguang Bodhisattva who, at the invitation of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, built the Great Compassion Temple outside Chang'an City.
Abbot Qingxu remembered that ten years ago, Master Huiguang went to the Imperial City and passed away not long after returning.
When he passed away, Master Huiguang said that he wanted to continue on the path, but unfortunately failed, and hoped that the legacy would be passed on to those who came after him.
Later, Patriarch Huiguang passed away, and the lotus flowers in front of his courtyard also withered.
"When I came here, I asked Uncle Taixu for instructions. If I can get the inheritance from Master Huiguang, I can let the lotus bloom again."
Ah Nan touched those withered lotus flowers, which were very ordinary.
"Master, are you saying that what is in this pool is the Lotus of Wonderful Dharma?"
Abbot Qingxu nodded: "Yes." "Little girl, you can't be obsessed with your appearance." Abbot Qingxu added with a smile, but A Nan didn't quite understand.
However, as long as someone can accept the inheritance of Huiguang Bodhisattva, Monk Liaofan will be saved, and Anan understands this.
"Go, Master Huiguang's inheritance is in the courtyard." Abbot Qingxu pointed at the decaying courtyard.
Chen Qingshan and others were a little confused, and Jiu Xian next to him opened his mouth to explain.
In the cultivation of the eight realms, understanding Sumeru can open a realm, tear apart the void, and realize movement.
And this small courtyard is the realm opened by Huiguang Bodhisattva.
"I dare to ask Senior Qingxu, there is no one in this Great Compassion Temple to accept the inheritance of Huiguang Bodhisattva?" Chen Qingshan asked.
Abbot Qingxu explained: "They have all been there, but they are not in line with what Master Huiguang left behind."
"Oh? Even those two Buddhist disciples can't do it?" Jiu Xian asked.
There are two talented Buddhist cultivators in the Dabei Temple, who are called Buddhist disciples.
Abbot Qingxu shook his head: "One of them has his own way, and the other one teaches Uncle Taixu's way, so there is no need to accept the inheritance of Master Huiguang."
"In that case, I will go and give it a try." Sanzang bowed to Abbot Qingxu and walked into the small courtyard.
"What's the child's name?" Abbot Qingxu asked.
"Sanzang, he wants this flower to bloom, and then he goes to save his master." Chen Qingshan responded, pointing to the lotus in the pond.
"Sanzang." Abbot Qingxu read Sanzang's name.
"If he successfully accepts the inheritance of Master Huiguang, then he will be the third Buddhist disciple of our Dabei Temple." Abbot Qingxu looked into the courtyard and said slowly.
Hearing this, Chen Qingshan and others were shocked.
At this time, in the realm opened by Monk Huiguang, Sanzang did not encounter the difficulties, mountains of swords, and seas of fire that he imagined.
I just saw a village. It always rained continuously, and there was only one road out of the village. Later, the rain was too heavy, and the road in the village was washed away by the rain, and no one could get out.
Until a young man built a bridge for the village again.
Then, there was nothing.
When Sanzang was confused, a figure appeared next to Sanzang. It was an old monk with a kind face and kind eyes. There was a seven-colored divine ring behind the old monk's head. Sanzang knew that this should be the Huiguang Bodhisattva.
Like an elder, Huiguang Bodhisattva patted Sanzang on the shoulder.
"Start by building a bridge."
The voice of Huiguang Bodhisattva sounded, and the light and shadow transformed again in front of Tripitaka.
After the young man built the bridge, everyone could come and go freely. After the rain stopped, the young man left the village.
"Later he saved people." Huiguang Bodhisattva said again.
When the young man left the village, someone fell into the river, and the young man rescued him.
"Later on, he saved tens of millions of people." That day, the landslide affected the city below the mountain. The young man appeared and lifted the mountain. At this time, the young man was already a Buddhist cultivator.
"In the end, he became a Buddha." The young man was sitting on the highest mountain in the south, with nothingness behind him, and the young man's body emitted immeasurable light.
Sanzang was a little shocked.
"So, what are you doing here?" Huiguang Bodhisattva asked.
"I'm here to save my master. I need the inheritance from my seniors." Sanzang said truthfully.
"Then are you willing to be your master and be the one who pave the way?" Huiguang Bodhisattva asked.
"Of course." Sanzang replied.
"The person who paved the way will most likely die instead of becoming a Buddha. Do you understand?"
Sanzang raised his head and looked into the eyes of Huiguang Bodhisattva: "Sanzang naturally knows that if he wants to save tens of millions of people, he must first continue on the road out of the village."
Huiguang Bodhisattva was very satisfied and nodded with a smile: "Good."
Just point towards the center of Sanzang's eyebrows, and countless wisdom lights will fall into Sanzang's sea of consciousness.
The world created by Huihuiguang Bodhisattva began to collapse.
Sanzang felt his body begin to roll back out.
Huiguang Bodhisattva’s final instructions sounded: “What I give you may not be enough.” “If one day you reach my level of cultivation and find that you can’t continue on the road, don’t force yourself to go to the southernmost part of the world.
People left behind three thousand secret treasures."
"Remember, there is a true Buddha in the southernmost part of the world!" Huiguang Bodhisattva's voice slowly disappeared.
At the same time, the pine forest in the Dabei Temple and the originally decaying courtyard have gained some life, and the lotus flowers outside the courtyard are slowly recovering.
"It seems that our Dabei Temple is about to produce a third Buddhist disciple." Abbot Qingxu smiled.
"Success!"
The Two Sages of Wine and Sword, Chen Qingshan, A Nan, and Chang Xin Daxi.
Sanzang appeared from the courtyard, his eyes were a little confused, and he obviously hadn't recovered yet.
Sanzang only remembered that he had to continue a path for Huiguang Bodhisattva and the people of this world. When his own strength was not enough, he could go to the southernmost part of the world to find a true Buddha.
Waves of Sanskrit sounds resounded throughout the small courtyard, and countless golden petals fell from the air. A strange fragrance hit his nostrils. After accepting the inheritance of Huiguang Bodhisattva, Sanzang successfully broke through to the second realm.
The lotus in the pond bloomed instantly, and then turned into a golden lotus platform and slowly fell into Sanzang's hands. This golden lotus platform was none other than the Wonderful Dharma Lotus.
"Sanzang, you are now the third Buddhist disciple of my Dabei Temple." Qingxu smiled, and after saying these words, he left with a nine-ringed tin staff.
Sanzang held the Lotus Flower in his hand, but what he was thinking about was his master.
"Please also ask the two seniors to take me back to Shengyan Academy and save my master." Sanzang bowed to the two wine sages and sword sages.
The two of them took Chen Qingshan and others away from Dabei Temple, then rose into the sky and went straight to Shengyan Academy.
At the foot of Maple Mountain, in the courtyard, Sanzang picked a leaf and carefully fed it into the mouth of Monk Fan.
Monk Liaofan's spirit slowly recovered, but his golden body dissipated faster, and almost the entire courtyard was filled with gold powder.
"When the golden body completely dissipates, Master Liaofan will wake up," the medical sage said.
Sanzang asked him if he could save the golden body of monk Fan.
The doctor just wanted to take the head. She said that the moment Monk Fan let his golden body leave the body, he was already prepared to let the golden body dissipate, or even die.
Giving up the golden body, in exchange for the peach blossom lady's comprehensiveness.
Doctor Xian returned to Jinghu Lake, while Jiuxian continued drinking outside the hospital. Before Monk Liaofan woke up, Jiuxian had no intention of leaving.
Jianxian approached Chen Qingshan and said that he would take him to the sword washing pool to wash his sword.
The sword sage saw that Chen Qingshan's sword was not an extraordinary weapon, but the sword's spirituality was not yet activated.
Going to the sword washing pool to wash the sword is to let Chen Qingshan's sword unlock its spirituality.
When Chen Qingshan arrived at the Sword Washing Pond, he discovered that what was in the Sword Washing Pond was not water, but gold and stone. Naturally, these were not ordinary gold and stones, but precious ores collected from various places. After being refined, they were placed in the Sword Washing Pond.
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The entire sword-washing pool is nearly a hundred feet long, and the number of gold and stones in it is probably tens of millions of kilograms. If it is counted as real silver, it is difficult to estimate.
"Senior, how should I do it?" Chen Qingshan asked Jianxian.
The swordsman said: "Just put your sword in it. There is a formation in the sword washing pool."
After hearing this, Chen Qingshan took off his sword, put it into the sword washing pool, and then slowly exited.
As soon as the swordsman stepped on it, a formation rose up. Chen Qingshan's sword hung in the air and began to absorb the gold and stones in the sword pool.
As it was absorbed, the sword began to emit bursts of sword sounds.
The swordsman looked at Chen Qingshan's sword and wondered how much gold and stone it could absorb. If it could absorb more than twenty feet, it would be one of the hundred weapons.
The sword of the swordsman is called Qixing Longyuan. It ranks fifteenth in the Hundred Weapons Book. It is a sharp weapon that is rare in the world. The Qixing Longyuan has absorbed sixty-one feet and two inches of gold and stone.
Jianxian thought, and Chen Qingshan's sword had just begun to absorb the gold and stone in the sword-washing pool.
It's just that Chen Qingshan's sword absorbed the gold stone very quickly. In a short time, it had already passed five feet.
Moreover, wherever Chen Qingshan's sword passed, all the gold and stone turned into ashes.
After a stick of incense, Chen Qingshan's sword had already passed twenty feet in the sword washing pool. It didn't look like it was full, and Chen Qingshan's sword had no intention of continuing to move forward quickly.
Even standing on the shore, Chen Qingshan could feel the joy in his body.
After two sticks of incense, Chen Qingshan's sword reached fifty feet.
To this extent, Chen Qingshan's sword can already be ranked among the 30th in the Hundred Weapons Book.
Swordsman gradually understood that Chen Qingshan's sword might be no less than Seven-Star Dragon Wish.
When it reached sixty feet, Jianxian's eyelids twitched and he had a bad feeling.
Then, it was seventy feet away, and Jianxian was shocked.
In Jianxian's somewhat numb eyes, he reached eighty feet, ninety feet, and finally ninety-nine feet and nine inches.
Chen Qingshan's sword didn't stop until the last inch was left, and its current appearance has changed drastically, like a piece of silver hanging from the sword.