"Three Dharmas are gathered together: one is the bad destination, one is the good destination, and one is the nirvana. How can one be in the bad destination?..." Yang Guang looked at the scriptures in front of him and was a little curious. The Buddha in front of him was the Buddha.
He is a person with great supernatural powers in the West. For such a person, who has countless Western classics in his heart, does he still need to recite sutras?
"This is the Chang Agama Sutra written by a poor monk himself. Your Majesty can take a look at it." When the Buddha saw Yang Guang looking at the sutra in front of him, his heart moved and he handed the sutra over.
"The ancient Buddha is a great power in the West and holds all kinds of scriptures in his heart. Why do we still need to recite scriptures and copy scriptures?" Yang Guang didn't know what was different about the Chang Agama Sutra. But he heard that the scriptures were from the other side.
The copyist was immediately interested. Unexpectedly, the opportunity to collect wool was right in front of him.
"The sutra should be recited often. This is the Chang Agama Sutra of our Buddhist sect, and it is one of the basic sutras of our Buddhist sect. The poor monk does not know how many times he has recited it or copied it, but up to now, there are still many incomprehensible things.
The solution." Gufo explained patiently.
Little did Yang Guang know that his words in front of the mountain gate caused the ancient Buddha to have other thoughts. He thought that Yang Guang was a man of wisdom and that if he could convert to the Samana, it would be a huge benefit. From then on, there would be no other place in Nanzhan continent
What happened to Xuanmen?
"In any knowledge, the basics are the most important. I know this." Yang Guang opened the scriptures and began to read. Yang Guang didn't care what the scriptures meant. Does he need to understand the truth contained in the Buddhist scriptures?
Absolutely not necessary.
"Ding! You read the Chang Agama Sutra of the ancient Buddhist monk Ran Deng and obtained the Heart Sutra of the Spiritual Vulture Yuanjue Nirvana."
As the last chapter of the sutra fell, a familiar voice suddenly appeared in his mind. Yang Guang only wanted to know the origin of the ancient Buddha in front of him.
Becoming a Buddha was before the Tathagata, so he was a past Buddha.
Yang Guang was shocked. He didn't expect that the ancient Buddha in front of him had such a great origin. He was different from other Buddhas. Some Buddhas could only exert their quasi-sage power in the Paradise World, but the ancient Buddha on Ran Deng was different. He was real.
Quasi-sage, even in ancient times, was a guest in Zixiao Palace. He was once the deputy leader of Chanjiao. Later he joined Buddhism and was valued by the two holy houses in the West.
It's no wonder that Yang Guang, who possesses magical powers, has no secrets in front of the ancient Buddha on the lamp.
"Ancient Buddha, it is Quanzi's honor that Quanzi can receive the teachings of the ancient Buddha. I believe there must be a reason why the ancient Buddha taught Quanzi in the lower world. But I would like to ask, will Quanzi still be a Quanzi in the future?" Yang Guang said seriously.
After hearing this, the ancient Buddha on the lamp shouted the name of the Buddha, and then said: "All appearances are false, and all conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in dreams, like dew or lightning, so we should observe it like this."
Yang Guang was silent after hearing this, except that he clenched his fists tightly, and there was more murderous intent in his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but said: "What the ancient Buddha said is true, my authorities are confused.
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Everything in the world is like a dream, an phantom! They are all illusions and fake. The Xuanzang in front of us is fake, and the Xuanzang in the future will also be fake.
"Your Majesty's understanding is so high that it is shocking. Your Majesty is a person who is destined to be a Buddha. There is no need to sign for yourself." The ancient Buddha on the lamp shook his head.
"Buddhism is too false and I am very stupid. Will the ancient Buddha stay in Kurong Temple in the future?" Yang Guang suddenly smiled and said: "If there is something I don't understand in the future, can I ask the ancient Buddha for advice?"
"Of course you can." The ancient Buddha on Ran Deng was happy in his heart. He also wanted Yang Guang to accept the influence of Buddhism. If he could be transformed into Buddhism, it would be a great merit. No matter how difficult it was, he would also have to let him have some influence on Buddhism.
Good impression.
"In that case, I would like to thank Buddha. I'll take my leave." Yang Guang nodded and was about to turn around and leave.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment, this is a string of Bodhi beads secretly passed down from my world, which can kill evil and purify the soul. I send it to Your Majesty." The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp took a string of Bodhi beads from his wrist and said to Yang Guang.
"Thank you, Buddha." Yang Guang saw that there was no luster on the bodhi bead. Not only did he not have any discrimination in his heart, but he became more solemn. The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp carried the bodhi bead with him. How could it be a simple thing? He was of extraordinary origin.
Needless to say, following Ran Deng has already become an excellent magic weapon.
However, Yang Guang didn't care. The great powers of Buddhism were reincarnated. Such a big cause and effect could be offset by a small spiritual treasure.
"Your Majesty is extremely talented and is already in the realm of the Golden Immortal. But after all, he has not reached the realm of Daluo. He is still in the Five Elements and still suffers from the suffering of reincarnation. If he does not enter the realm of immortality or Buddhism, he will be under the jurisdiction of the underworld.
In the underworld, there are still causes and effects that have not been resolved, and I'm afraid there may be some trouble in the future." The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp advised.
"Thank you, Lord Buddha, for reminding me." Yang Guang nodded.
When Sun Wukong became the Golden Immortal, he still fell into reincarnation. Looking at the other monsters, they all wanted to live forever. It can be inferred that they are still under the jurisdiction of the underworld. It's just that their life spans are slightly longer. As for longevity
How long it takes depends on the individual's cultivation level.
Reincarnation is a taboo.
Yang Guang left the meditation room, looked at Xuanzang who was chanting sutras at the side, and prepared to leave.
"Is the donor leaving?" Little Xuanzang looked at Yang Guang with his cute eyes wide open.
"Yes, if you have time, you can come to Chang'an City to find me." Yang Guang showed a wry smile, took out a jade pendant from his arms and stuffed it into little Xuanzang's arms.
Little Xuanzang glanced at the jade pendant, then stood up, raised his little head and said, "I'll give it to you." After saying that, he stepped forward and took Yang Guang's big hand.
"Okay." Yang Guang felt something in his heart and let Xuanzang lead him out of the hall.
"Amitabha." The voice of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp came from behind.
"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such!"
The sound is indescribable and mysterious, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in it and experience its mystery.
But at this moment, Yang Guang felt so disgusted in his heart, a rage of anger arose out of thin air, and he wanted to tear up everything in front of him.
This was the first time Yang Guang felt that things were not under his control.
Outside the mountain gate, Yang Guang got on his horse and fled as fast as he could. He whipped his horse whip fiercely. When he was dozens of miles away, he stopped, turned around and looked behind him. In his wise eyes, the Buddha's light was lingering above Kurong Temple.
, shrouded in the sound of Buddha, it is an excellent place for Buddhist practice, and there must be powerful Buddhists practicing there.
"Your Majesty." Shen Guang looked at Yang Guang's gloomy face and felt a little worried.
"It's okay. I'll think about some more things and go back!" The breeze blew by, and Yang Guang suppressed the depression in his heart to prevent it from exploding.
