Chapter 284: The Ancient Buddha in the Deep Mountains
Outside Chang'an City, in the Zhongnan Mountains, a small temple is located in the mountains. Although the temple is small, the incense is very popular. The old monks in the main temple are very efficacious. People around them come here to offer incense.
"Is it here?" On this day, I don't know when there was a team of people at the foot of the mountain. The young man headed by him was so majestic that no one dared to underestimate him. Behind him, there were some warriors in strong clothing, with strong energy all over their bodies and many eyes. He looked a bit grim.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, it is here that I have searched all the temples around Chang'an. Only this Kurong Temple meets the conditions. There is a young novice in there who may be the person Your Majesty is looking for." Shen Guang said quickly.
"Kurong Temple? There is something permanent and impermanent. Two trees withered and blooming, north, south, west and east, neither false nor empty." Yang Guanghui swept his eyes and saw the Buddha's light lingering in the sky above the Kurong Temple opposite. In the small valley, the sound of Buddha filled his ears. Before entering the mountain gate, I felt a sense of Zen.
"Go in!" Yang Guang got off his horse and walked towards the temple.
"Amitabha, Huiming, a distinguished guest is here. Go and invite him to the Zen room." Just when Yang Guang got off his horse, in a Zen room in Kurong Temple, the old monk opened his eyes and couldn't help shouting the Buddha's name.
"Yes. Abbot." A young monk next to the old monk asked curiously.
"I didn't expect that the emperor in the human world would have such wisdom. It would be a pity if such an emperor is not as good as me in Western Buddhism." The old monk's eyes shone with light, and the look of compassion on his face became even stronger.
The temple looked very simple, just like an ordinary temple, with a big-bellied and ever-smiling Maitreya Buddha, and then the Main Hall. Yang Guang had just passed the Maitreya Buddha Hall and had not yet entered the Main Hall when he saw Monk Huiming walking in front of him.
"Donor, the abbot has invited the Zen room to speak." Huiming looked at Yang Guang secretly, feeling amazed in his heart.
Although he didn't know who this distinguished guest was, he could tell that he had a good aura and was different from the usual distinguished guests who came to see the abbot. He could even feel that at this time, there were strangers in many places in the temple.
"Is Xuanzang here?" Yang Guang didn't say anything.
"Ah! Is the distinguished guest here to see my junior brother? My junior brother should be chanting sutras in the Zen room at this time. It's next door to the abbot." Huiming didn't know what Yang Guang had to do with Xuanzang. Is it because of the cuteness of little Xuanzang? ?
"Let's go and have a look." Yang Guang nodded.
Over the years, the search for Jin Chanzi has not come to an end. The five internal guards have searched all over Guanzhong, just like looking for a needle in a haystack. Now they finally found it, and he was actually hiding in an inconspicuous temple outside Chang'an City.
So Yang Guang couldn't wait to come.
After only a few dozen steps forward, I heard the sound of wooden fish and the sound of chanting sutras.
"Junior Brother Xuanzang seems to have been born into Buddhism. At a young age, he has already recited the Heart Sutra, the Diamond Sutra and other Buddhist classics. As long as he recites any sutra once, he can remember it." Huiming was very proud. He said: "The abbot said that my junior brother is a born Buddhist."
Yang Guang nodded, Jin Chanzi himself was a disciple of Tathagata Buddha, so he was naturally a natural disciple of the Buddha.
In the Zen room, with sandalwood hitting the ground, a little boy wearing a gray monk's robe with a bare head was sitting cross-legged on a futon, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and knocking a wooden fish with the other, looking very cute.
Facing the arrival of Yang Guang and others, the young monk ignored them and was still reciting the scriptures, obviously immersed in them.
"Little Monk Xuanzang." Yang Guang looked at this little boy who looked exactly like him, and felt a good impression in his heart. This was the first child he had given birth to when he came into this world. Unfortunately, the boy was the child of destiny.
"Xuan Zang has met the donor." Xuanzang opened his eyes, his dark eyes full of innocence. He looked at the young man in front of him and felt as if he had seen him somewhere before.
"Xuan Zang, do you like it here?" Yang Guang looked at the scriptures in front of him and asked softly.
"I like it. The abbot, master and senior brothers are very good to me." Xuanzang nodded and said, "I like it here very much."
"Oh. Just like it. Just like it." Yang Guang touched the other person's little head. This may be his fate, and even Yang Guang himself can't change it. "Amitabha." An old voice came from Yang Guang's ear.
, I saw an old monk at the door. He was thin and old, with a look of compassion on his face.
"Master Kurong." Yang Guang looked at the old monk in front of him. In Yang Guang's eyes, the old monk in front of him was shrouded in Buddha's light, illuminating the three realms. The golden wheel of merit behind his head was about the size of an acres of land, and the light of the relics spread across the sky.
Dao. This is no mortal old monk. He is clearly a Buddha from the West. I just don’t know what kind of ancient Buddha he is.
"Your Majesty, please." Master Kurong nodded when he saw Yang Guang. He scanned the world with his discerning eyes and knew the world well. When he saw Yang Guang, he couldn't hide the look of shock on his face.
"Ancient Buddha, please." Yang Guang's expression returned to normal and he bowed to the other party.
Master Kurong nodded. If he hadn't come down to earth in person, he might not have discovered the situation in front of him.
"Your Majesty came here today to invite Xuanzang to return to Chang'an?" Master Kurong asked after the two sat down in the Zen room.
"Buddhism spent so much effort to bring the dog to Kurong Temple, and also invited the ancient Buddha to come and protect him. If I take him home, I'm afraid the ancient Buddha will not agree to it first!" Yang Guang looked at him.
The ancient Buddha in front of him had a calm face, showing no fear at all.
"No one in the Three Realms would have thought that His Majesty the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty has actually reached the realm of the Golden Immortal." Master Kurong couldn't help but sigh: "It's embarrassing to say that even a poor monk can't tell who your Majesty is.
The reincarnation of a person with supernatural powers.”
"No matter who he is, as long as he follows the will of heaven, wouldn't the Buddha kill me?" Yang Guang actually regretted in his heart. If he had known that Tang Monk had an ancient Buddha as a protector, he shouldn't have come here.
"If Your Majesty thinks so, it is of course the best. The poor monk believes that the Sui Dynasty will last for tens of millions of years." Master Kurong smiled immediately after hearing this.
In the final analysis, it was just a transaction. Master Kurong kept Yang Guang's secrets and even supported the Sui Dynasty, but Yang Guang allowed Xuanzang to stay in Kurong Temple.
This seems to be the best of both worlds, but Yang Guang knows that he has lost and been caught.
No one would have thought that there is an ancient Buddha hidden in a small temple in the hinterland of Guanzhong. They also know what kind of Buddha is opposite.
Yang Guang thought of this and started looking for it in the Zen room.
The Zen room was very simple, with Buddha statues, scriptures, and wooden fish. There seemed to be nothing to indicate the identity of the other person, which disappointed Yang Guang.
