No one knows the legend of later generations, but in the Tang Dynasty.
The monk had already spoken about his Dharma and was waiting quietly. The young Brahmin was waiting for someone to refute the monk, but among the wise masters from seventy countries, no one dared to speak.
‘It’s the teacher who is waiting for a flaw and thinking carefully’
The young Brahmin thought so.
And then the next day.
The third day.
No one challenged or refuted, and the monk just sat there cross-legged. Invisibly, as if there was a terrifying pressure covering him, no one could speak to refute. Until the fifth day, the young man saw his teachers going to the back.
.
Then there was a commotion.
The young Brahmin's pupils contracted, and he felt the magic power of his sect. He turned around suddenly and saw the flames rising, almost burning the prayer flags in this place to ashes. At this time, a brilliant ray of sunlight burst out.
The knight from the Tang Dynasty drew his sword, and the sword light flashed out.
As if the pressure of the Sun God surged, the Brahmin believers over there who could not defend Xuanzang and could not even open their mouths were directly forced to retreat. They called out their protector gods, and at this moment they were far away from the Tang Dynasty.
After four years as a ranger, he is no longer the same person he used to be.
King Harsha's sword suddenly fell from his palm.
The Brahmanical protector god was directly beheaded.
The violent flames were driven away, and the monkey-like barbarians from the Tang Dynasty also ran out, holding an iron rod in their hands, and directly extinguished the flames. When the Brahman masters retreated in embarrassment, the sword in Chen Yuan's palm
Raising it suddenly, the sword edge was pressed against the opponent's chest, and the light of the sun was flowing.
Chen Yuan wanted to kill these guys who used extra moves with one sword.
But considering the monk, he still held back his anger, put the sword away, and sneered:
"Get out of here now. If it weren't for Xuanzang, I would have chopped you into pieces."
"The guy who can't afford to lose."
Of course this is just written language.
Chen Yuan, who had a good relationship with King Harsha, was proficient in the curses of Tianzhu from seventy countries.
By the way, it includes the styles of singing, Turks and other countries, a total of 110 countries' arsenals.
In the end, the Brahmin masters ran away in embarrassment, leaving only this boy who still had the courage to stay. Chen Yuan didn't say anything to him, but just took him back to his original place and said to him: "You are different from them.
You are very brave, just sit here quietly."
The young Brahmin thanked him. He wanted to see the master Xuanzang defeated by the argument.
The discussion lasted for eighteen days.
No one challenged.
All the masters and wise men were silent, allowing this monk from fifty thousand miles away to conquer wise men from seventy countries by one person. There were even many monks and Brahmans who were thinking hard and trying to decipher Xuanzang's Buddhism.
, converted to his disciples on the spot.
Eighteen days are over.
This most grand debate in Buddhist history ended in the most speechless way.
The monk stood up, clasped his hands and walked through the path vacated by more than 5,000 wise men.
When the young Brahmin saw the eminent monks of Hinayana Buddhism, they all bowed down.
"I have seen the heaven of liberation."
The eminent monks of Mahayana Buddhism knelt down and worshiped with sincerity.
"I have seen the Mahayana Heaven."
The monk who had been away from Chang'an City for fourteen years said softly: "It's time to return to Chang'an."
Shipantuo was stunned.
Fourteen years of journey, 50,000 miles of heaven and earth, spanning 110 countries.
Xuanzang raised one hand to his chest and said calmly:
"Now, I am Mahayana."
…………!!!
Shipantuo's pupils suddenly shrank.
My heart surged, and I finally knew what the monk in front of me wanted to do...
But he didn't know what to say.
No one can deny this anymore, not even the spreading history of later generations, not even the countless monks chanting Buddha's name in the world, can deny this. When the monks of Mahayana Buddhism mention Mahayana Heaven, the monks of Hinayana Buddhism mention liberation.
In the sky, among all the monks in the world, which are as vast as the sands of the Ganges River, there will only be one person who is firmly locked on.
The young Brahmin looked at the majestic, god-like man with trembling palms.
Holding a Zen staff in one hand, he walked in front of him.
It was as if he saw an unprecedented willpower, and then his character was almost crushed. The monk left, but it seemed that he had never left, and was always suppressed in his heart.
Years go by, and sixty years pass in the blink of an eye.
Xuanzang has long since died, and the Buddhist kingdom has disappeared like a dream. However, when people study the history of this period, they find very strange things. Buddhism in this era has already begun to decline, and Brahmanism, the predecessor of Hinduism, is on the rise.
Heyday.
However, from the seventh to eighth centuries, Brahmanism, which was at its peak, reluctantly began to reform itself. Finally, at the beginning of the eighth century, sixty years after Xuanzang left, it was completely upgraded into a complete version of Hinduism.
"So, teacher, how to complete the legend of the Three Phase God?"
Young Shankara asked the wise man in front of him.
The young Brahmin back then had already turned into a gray-haired old man.
Among the three gods, Brahma is needless to say, but Vishnu is different. He was originally just the legendary sun god, and he was only one of the sun gods. Shankara did not understand why the teacher in front of him stubbornly deified this sun.
Became one of the three-phase gods.
The once young man, now the white-haired wise man, guided his disciples to collect the legends of ancient India and turned them into an important classic "Ramayana". He murmured: "Vishnu has incarnated many times,
One of them is named Rama."
"Yes, teacher, what about the image of Rama?"
"Image..."
"Black-haired and heroic, carrying an immortal blade as hot as the sun, and beside him, there are followers like monkeys..."
The old man's memory has begun to blur.
As for the last of the three-phase gods, Shiva Mahateva, Shankara sorted it out and said: "The god Mahateva seems to lack a title. Teacher, you are well-informed and can determine a title for Lord Shiva.
? The legends of Brahmanism in the past can no longer match this great god."
"Lord Shiva..."
The old man murmured, closed his eyes tiredly, and after a long time, murmured:
"Great Sky, Mahadev, the God of Destruction."
Shankara responded respectfully. The Buddhism of this era had almost disappeared, and he did not know what this title represented. However, the scene of prayer flags swimming between heaven and earth appeared in the old man's mind, as if to
Overwhelm everything, destroy everything.
His masters and elders lost confidence, and finally even tried to interrupt the monk's argument with burning flames, but were stopped by brave sword-wielding knights and monkey-like barbarians.
... Even if half of his life has passed, and he has grown from a boy to an old man, he can never forget that scene... Countless monks and Brahmans prostrate themselves, acknowledging that the Tang monk in front of them is their guide and the leader of Hinayana Buddhism.
The heaven of liberation is the Mahayana heaven of Mahayana Buddhism.
That day, the prayer flags swayed and the white elephant carried the holy monk away.
Countless monks bowed down and shouted the title.
Mahayana Heaven is just a term in Chinese characters, and what was shouted at that time was in another language. In the endless shouting, the young Brahmin in the memory was shaken and murmured in a low voice, while the old man at this moment also
Whisper:
"Mahayana Heaven, Xuanzang of Tang Dynasty."
"His name is Mahayanadev."
Outside, Shankara spread the new legend of the three-phase god.
"The Lord of Destruction, Shiva."
"Your name is Mahadev."
PS: The second update today...2,400 words, thank you to the leader of Innoent Xiaoran Meng.
In fact, it is better to mix these two chapters together, mainly because they will be useful later, so I finished writing the Western Region chapter as soon as possible.
Shiva is really called Mahadeva, and Sanzang is also called Mahayanadeva. These two titles cannot be said to be very similar. After all, there are two more words.
Xuanzang traveled westward in the seventh century. Within a few decades after he left, the originally powerful Brahmanism reformed itself and evolved into new Hinduism. It should have nothing to do with that monk; and the title of the great god that represents destruction should have nothing to do with him (confirmed)