Chapter 2532 If you are a moth flying into the flame, you will see me blocking out the sky and the sun.
Ying Jianghong’s speculation is very dark——
The death of Kuxing, who was extremely talented and expected to reach the top, and the suffering of the Zen mind that collapsed and walked in the cave were all because he lost the power struggle with Kuxing.
Even the death of Ku Jue was an arrangement arranged by Xuankong Temple. The bloody battle in Tianjing City was a story promoted by Xuankong Temple to save Ksitigarbha!
If you think about it carefully, Xuankong Temple is indeed the winner in the whole "Central Escape Zen" incident.
Ksitigarbha, who was sealed in the Central Heavenly Prison and regarded by many as the World Honored One, finally escaped.
He died in the heaven and sea to rectify the name of the World Honored One.
There is no doubt about the greatness of the Blessed One, and the name of the Blessed One will never be shaken.
And the [True Ksitigarbha] who is now walking in the underworld has fulfilled the Buddha's original wish and fulfilled the Buddha's mercy.
The Hanging Temple, dedicated to the World Honored One, has been preserved and worshiped. The faith of countless Buddhist disciples throughout the ages remains intact.
So who is the loser?
The dead King Chu Jiang, the lonely Yin Guan, the possessed Lou Yue...all the regrets that can never be looked back on!
Now Jiang Wang needs to face this problem.
In the face of Ying Jianghong's suspicion about the Xuankong Temple, and in the face of Ying Jianghong's information, telling him that the sacrifice he had made in the past might not be pure.
In fact, he faced this problem a long time ago, as early as the bloody battle in Tianjing. That was Banxia's voice of hatred——
"Is there love and hate for no reason in the world? Why is Kujue so good to you? Is he really good to you?"
Of course he still remembers Master Banxia’s last wailing——
"Kuchue has been using you! He has other agendas!"
There are many things in this life that I cannot forget even if I want to.
He has reached the pinnacle of his life, but he will still look back frequently and stop in his memories. Because many people and many beautiful moments have stayed in the past forever!
He is not an idiot, and he is no longer as naive as he was in Maplewood City. Does he not know that there are reasons for love and hate in the world?
Why didn't he remember that Ku Jue insisted on accepting him as his disciple, but until the end, there was no convincing reason.
But he even remembered what Kujue said——
"This road is blocked!"
Remember that weak but raised hand——
"Don't let him... see it!"
So he had the answer back then.
Time can change a lot, but some things cannot be changed by time.
Now he put his hand on the hilt of the sword and just said: "My master died for me. I will miss him forever."
Of course he understands that although he has the magical power of misdirection and can be alert to others' manipulation of destiny, sometimes he does not need to use magical powers to control destiny. Just like he sometimes only uses swordsmanship to force others to make mistakes in battle.
choose.
There is indeed the possibility of suffering being misled.
But no matter how you say it, it is a fact that Zhuang Gaoxian colluded with Yujingshan to falsely accuse him of being a demon communicator. It is a fact that Zhuang Gaoxian used a member of Yizhen Dao to attack him in the demon world. It is a fact that he and Zhuang Gaoxian fought to the death that day. The six friends of Jingtian
It is a fact that he wanted to save Zhuang Gaoxian, and it was a fact that Kujue was on the river and blocked his blood for six years——
Kujue died for him!
He drew his sword for suffering.
This is the past between them. Other things have nothing to do with him.
Just like there is only the sword in his hand at this moment and nothing else, he only remembers the goodness of Kujue and the love of Kujue.
The day he left Maplewood City, he thought that he would never believe in the identity of "teacher" again. But Ku Jue used time and again to pay without regard for reward, regardless of gains and losses, without shame, and even gave up his life, telling him to say it again
This is "my teacher".
This was a sound that Ku Jue could not hear even when he was alive, despite all the threats and inducements, and even the beatings and kicks!
Only those who are familiar with Kujue can understand how long Kujue has been waiting for this sentence.
Kujue, who was skinny and skinny, raised his head and stared blankly at the sky with nothing. Kujue always said "my disciple" and "my beloved disciple" shamelessly. He always scolded Kujue for having a hot face but a cold butt.
Jue never loses words, but he knows that this is the only word that can give him the upper hand.
But after that, this only advantage disappeared...
But the person he couldn't quarrel with was no longer there.
"Just because you miss him, you can't let him die in an unknown way." Ying Jianghong naturally knew Jiang Wang quite well, so he did not say that Ku Jue was not guilty from the beginning. Instead, he pointed at the bitter life and said that Ku
I feel like I am just a poor person who is being manipulated without realizing it.
Nan Tianshi sighed like this: "You believe that he loves you sincerely, but his sincere heart is often manipulated by cunning!"
Jiang Wang just said: "He died very clearly, didn't he?"
Even if Ku Jue pinpoints the actions of the Six Friends of Jingtian and stops them in time, there are still many issues to be discussed in the whole process, including the source of the intelligence. This process is very likely to be influenced by others... But he really knows
Yes, he died at the hands of Jingtian's six friends.
Then there is nothing unclear.
As a disciple, you must repay the revenge of killing your master with blood.
"Namo Sakyamuni!"
As he chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, his sad face became deeply wrinkled.
"If the nature of suffering exists, there is no need for me to assume this position, and there is no need for me to harm the Brahma through my foolishness."
"If he was suffering from pain, he would not keep silent. He would jump up to his feet, point his fingers at the sky and curse the earth, roll around and roll himself into the mud, just to protect my little face."
"It's a pity... they are no longer here."
Ku Ming paused again and again, almost unable to complete a sentence.
Ku Jue had no integrity in private, and would even point his nose at him when he got angry, but outside he would always unswervingly defend his fellow abbot and Xuankong Temple.
Bitterness is the most outstanding among his peers, but...
But everything is over.
"I cultivate my destiny and know that it cannot be violated. I endure hardships but cannot save the people close to me."
"But I am standing here, shouldering the past, and taking their share to support these hundreds of thousands of years of Zen."
"It was my fate to reach the top of Xuankong Temple, but in the eyes of Master Nantian, it was my luck. Even... it was my viciousness."
"There is so much suspicion between people, and I can't blame anyone for coming. It's because I rarely make good friends and don't weave good causes."
Ku Ming let out a long sigh, looked at Jiang Wang, put his palms together and saluted: "Zhenhe Zhenjun cares about old friendships and is responsible for benevolence and righteousness. He has come to the Zen state here, and it has been a long and hard journey!"
"But the Xuankong Temple has its own responsibility for the matter. No matter what happens next, please ask Zhenhe Zhenjun not to interfere. A person's life and death have their own destiny, and the rise and fall of a temple has its own reasons. The Xuankong Temple is ready.
Accept your fate."
He turned back his gaze, spread his hands of courtesy, opened the middle door, and faced Ying Jiang Hong directly: "Master Nan Tian, I can't ask about the death of Ku Jue in the past. Because he would rather leave the sect than give him mercy.
The heart of a disciple; because of the great power of the country and the decline of the Xuankong Temple, there is no big sect in the world who does not look up to the center to breathe; because of the countless meditation practices and countless good believers who go up and down the Xuankong Temple, I must take care of him.
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"But Kujue is my junior brother who I grew up with. Even though I cultivate Buddhism, I can't cultivate a heart of stone. Although I cultivate my life, I can only have the word 'Ku'. When I saw him being surrounded and killed in the river, it was like
The raft was towed away, how could I not feel resentful?"
The monk who is empty of all four elements, the word "angry" in Frank, exposes his heart of hatred.
"But the Buddha does not act cunningly. World Honored One, please teach me compassion!"
"The Xuankong Temple is preached in accordance with the original vows of the World-Honored One, with the thought of saving the suffering world."
"Although I am resentful, I will not retaliate with selfishness. Nor will I kill each other and reap the consequences of my resentment."
"Please don't involve innocent people in the past, involve others, and hurt your heart. Don't let Mr. Jiang get into this trouble!"
"You doubt me now, so you only attack me. I will prove it to you——"
Saying that, Ku Ming grabbed his cassock, tore it off and moved forward!
That big, not gorgeous cassock covered the clouds and the sun in an instant, changing the sky to a new one.
The hanging treasure temple that reached the sky has disappeared, and the vast forest of temples and densely packed monks are all gone.
All I saw was a raging river rushing through the air. Every drop of water in the river was strange and strange, reflecting someone's life.
This is the long river of destiny.
Both sides of the river bank are covered with flowers from the other side of the river.
The flowers bloom and fade, and the fate is empty.
Eternal Monk, Jiang Mengxiong, Jiang Wang, Ying Jianghong, Ji Xuanzhen, Zhixie Zen Master...
Everyone came out of the suspended Zen state and landed in the [Pure Land of Destiny]!
To be precise, they fell into the river of destiny in the pure land of destiny and were scattered in a small boat.
Compared with the great river of destiny, this boat is smaller than a leaf. It can carry so many powerful people in this world, but it does not seem crowded. Instead, it seems that there is still a vast space.
The fat abbot of Xuankong Temple was holding a pole alone and stepping on the bow of the boat.
He was only wearing a white undershirt, and he had a rather chubby and naive look, but his face was sad, which made people look sad.
Although he looked sadly, it reflected the waves of the sky and spread his eyes and ears. His body and shadow expanded infinitely, making behind him a layer of darkness and waves like iron... as if it were covered with the long river of destiny!
Then he spoke in this infinitely rising situation: "I am the boatman of the sea of suffering, the Bodhisattva of Destiny!"
He alone can ferry everyone's fate!
And just like this, he looked at Ying Jianghong and Ji Xuanzhen at the same time: "You said that I, the Xuankong Temple, did shady things for [Ksitigarbha], let me ask you -"
With such a miserable life, he only frowned and opened his sad eyes angrily: "If I help [Ksitigarbha] with my body and listen to the bell with my hand, can I help him have a three-thirds chance of winning!?"
Although everyone on the fate boat at this moment has the ability to escape fate.
But being able to carry the fate of these people together at the same time proves its strength.
The suffering of fate is unfathomable, and the power of suffering is vast!
Everyone is very different!
Especially Ying Jianghong, a man like him who is a god in military skills. How can he not understand the hard life when he comes to Xuankong Temple?
He had always known that majoring in fate was a tough job, but he was still confident that he could win with a sword.
Because misfortune has always been lacking in momentum.
This is the general trend of "time has come and everything is irreversible"!
I don’t know when, but my misfortune has already completed this point, and I am standing outside the door of transcendence.
At the level of the ultimate peak of Yan Dao, it is actually difficult to distinguish between strong and weak, because everyone who has reached this step has stood at the limit of this world. They are all the highest mountains in this world. There is only a difference in thickness and breadth, and there is no difference in height.
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Everyone's combat effectiveness is affected by many factors.
If we have to discuss it in terms of cultivation, [Tao quality] is the first dividing line, and whether it touches detachment is the second dividing line.
As far as the first watershed is concerned, every Yi Dao monk has mastered the truly perfect Tao principles. To refine the Tao quality through the perfect Tao principles is like refining the highest mountain under his feet into an extremely condensed grain of dust.
.This process is repeated continuously until the Tao quality is filled to a certain extent, where the dust becomes earth and the earth becomes mountains, so that one can truly support oneself and leap beyond the limits of this world.
As far as the second watershed is concerned, when you touch transcendence, you have stepped one foot beyond the limit of this world. You often don’t look at it from the top. In the medieval times, it was the power of “holy”!
How did the misfortune lead to this point?
Ying Jianghong had some guesses in his mind, but he just said: "The chance of winning for [Zhi Ksitigarbha] is zero. Even if you add three points, do you dare to gamble with Xuankong Temple? It's a miserable life, this doesn't mean anything!"
To say this is to admit the power of hard life!
With such a miserable life unfolding, all I want is this recognition.
As a boatman, he sailed the boat with destiny and made the six gods sail together. What he showed was that he was truly qualified to have a dialogue, not just to be scrutinized and judged!
For example, Xuankong Temple and Mount Sumeru have been known together forever, and are known as the Two Holy Lands of the East and West. They are representatives of Xuanxue. Apart from their own heritage and inheritance, they are only superficially speaking on the level of power... they naturally have the power of a saint at any time.
Performance.
Xiyue Temple also had a Yuankong master, and it was expected to be the third holy place in the Buddhist sect.
What Ku Ming is showing at this moment is his unique holy level power, apart from the accumulation of Xuankong Temple itself.
In other words, Xuankong Temple can now promote the combat power of two saints at the same time. If this sect fully supported [Zhi Ji Zang] at that time, coupled with an unreserved I Wen Zhong, this three-point chance of winning is not a lie.
"If we, the Xuankong Temple, are as you say and act like the World Honored One, we will not be able to avoid intervening in the dispute between the sky and the sea. If we say that we have the power to intervene, we will be helpless, like moths flying into the fire. When we see
I'm waiting to cover up the sky!" Standing on the Ferry Boat of Destiny
The hardships faced by the emperor are not at all like the previous attitude of being patient and swallowing the bitter fruits. Instead, they are hiding and being fierce: "Did Jingguo underestimate Xuankong Temple's devotion to the Buddha, or did he not think that Xuankong Temple had the ability to burn one's body to worship the Buddha?"
Courage?”
Ying Jianghong looked at him calmly: "The abbot's words are indeed fierce! The abbot's magical power is amazing! However, I still can't let go of the doubts in my heart."
"You said that I heard that the bell was poorly kept in Guanshiyuan in the past, is it because it was stolen by Ku Jie?"
"Does Kujue, a real person, really have such means? Or is it that the leader of the truth of suffering made a deliberate mistake?"
"In the past, the first seat of the truth of suffering was deliberately neglected, allowing the suffering consciousness to walk away with the bell. Now, the first seat of sorrow is deliberately neglected, asking me to hear the bell shaking. Isn't this the inertia of the Hanging Temple?"
On this fateful boat, Master Nan Tian pushed the sword with his finger, and the sword came out half an inch——
brush!
The huge waves behind him were split in the middle, with half going to the left and half going to the right.
The river of fate actually diverted!
And he continued to ask: "Ku Jue, a real person in this world, was imprisoned by Marshal Kuangming of our court with the Purple Void Calming Talisman, and was personally sent back to the Xuankong Temple. In order to avoid fighting, he kept the door closed. But not long after, he escaped from the trap and escaped from the sect.
, blocked my Chao Liu Zhen in the long river, and finally died. Doesn’t this process make people suspicious? "
Ku Ming held Chang Peng, stood on the bow of the boat, and looked at him: "Your suspicion is not unreasonable, but you just didn't think about it - Ku Jue is himself. You don't know how far Ku Jue can do it.
How intense is it?"
"Marshal Kuang Ming indeed sent him back to the temple, and I banned him for sure. But in order to be able to escape and save his disciples, he did not hesitate to break up with the Xuankong Temple and cursed everyone in the temple until he slandered the Buddha!"
"He did not hesitate to break with the Xuankong Temple in a way that the Xuankong Temple cannot tolerate him. I can't stop him except killing him."
"But how can I kill him?"
The bitter man stopped his sorrow and said: "The story is over, and those who come can follow it. Master Nantian, I will discuss it with you now."
"Since ancient times, there have only been ironclad proofs of how to kill people, and there has never been a reason to force people to prove it themselves. I will prove it myself, and I will only prove it this time. This is the highest respect given by the Xuankong Temple to the Central Empire."
"You have said so many suspicions about the Master of Evil. They are all coincidences and can be taken for granted. There is only one visible and tangible clue - you said that Shen Xia went to Tianjing City at that time and took it with him.
The ancient heavenly contract with the name of the World Honored One shakes the moon in the Fengchan Well."
"The World-Honored Heavenly Contract cannot be repeated. One piece is used, and one less is considered a rare treasure. My Xuankong Temple was established in the Middle Ages, and it is the true story of the World-Honored One. After the great calamity of destroying the Buddha, I still have the World-Honored Heavenly Contract for three hundred and sixty-six years.
Fifteen pictures. Each of them has detailed descriptions, historical records and scriptures, and has been verified by many parties. There is no reason why it was lost or left without destiny."
"The Xuankong Temple has been used for generations until now. Since the time when the ancestor was grieving, the number has stopped at seventeen."
He raised his head: "Now there are still seventeen pictures in the temple!"
He stretched out his hand to invite Zhong Xuanyin to fish the real person into the destiny boat: "The real person of the Shi family is here, you might as well verify the scriptures and history of the Hanging Temple and find out where these heavenly deeds go. Is there any one that can be used in Tianjing?"
Then he turned his fat palm over again, holding a stack of deeds in his palm. He bowed his head and saluted Jiang Wang: "The seventeen deeds of the World Honored One left by our ancestors are all here. There is no one who knows the way of heaven better than Zhenhe! Please give me a try.