Chapter 463 The world is so miserable, but it gradually disappears
When Shi Pantuo stumbled and pushed open the master's meditation room, what he saw was the monk who had completely closed his eyes and left this world. The horse bandit who was originally stumbling around in a chaotic place like the border gate opened his mouth, as if he was there.
I lost my energy and energy in an instant.
Crying like a helpless child.
In the palace, Li Zhi, the third emperor of the Tang Dynasty, learned of the death of Master Xuanzang.
The emperor lost his mind.
In his hands, the Tang Empire reached its most prosperous territory. When the emperor went to enshrine the throne, the heads of state from Goryeo in the east to Persia in the west, all the heads of state from the Wuchang Kingdom had to accompany him respectfully as courtiers.
Li Zhi, who was not seriously ill at that time, left the court for several days in a row and left sixteen words of emotion.
The sea of suffering is vast, the boat is sinking suddenly, the dark room is still dim, and the lamp is dimmed.
"Your Majesty, what should be done with the mage's body?"
Queen Wu Meiniang asked softly.
Li Zhi rubbed his eyebrows and said: "The swordsman surnamed Chen went to the palace for Xuanzang. Xuanzang hoped that he could wrap himself up in the simplest way and place him in a secluded place. I will follow his wish."
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"Ranger surnamed Chen..."
Wu Meiniang murmured several times and stretched out her hand to massage Li Zhi's shoulders.
"Life and death are big things. How can a Master with such great achievements and virtues be so crude?"
"The empire conquered the Western Regions, and the Master also played a great role. Wouldn't this make the ministers mistakenly believe that His Majesty's rewards and punishments are uneven? His body should be brought to Chang'an to inform the world of His Majesty's sorrow. It can also let the people of the world know that Your Majesty treats those who have meritorious service.
I, my minister, have his own rewards, so that I can accept them in his heart."
Li Zhi thought for a moment and said, "It's just as the queen said."
Therefore, when the ranger was about to bury Xuanzang, the Imperial Guard Xuanjia Army from Chang'an appeared in Yuhua Temple. No one knew who ordered the formation of a thousand-man Xuanjia Army. This almost means that
Standing there are a thousand of the most elite armored warriors in the entire world.
Everyone thinks that this is to highlight the royal family's respect for Xuanzang, the great master.
However, Shipantuo held the ranger tightly to prevent him from drawing his sword. The ranger with red eyes watched Xuanzang being taken to the Ci'en Temple in Chang'an for placement. He did not hold the sword in his hand, but there seemed to be ten thousand swords screaming in the void.
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And the ranger who had not entered Chang'an for several years after what happened that year finally set foot in this city.
During this period of time, more than 3,000 people from the entire Chang'an came to pay their respects to this legend of the Tang Dynasty every day. According to the legend of the Tang Dynasty, if Buddhism is a true practitioner, the body will not rot and become a relic. On one day during the curfew, even the people of the Tang Dynasty
Both the emperor and the empress came to Ci'en Temple.
The queen left the emperor for a while and took some time to relax in Ci'en Temple.
Finally, we stood in front of the Xuanzang Relic Pagoda. In front of this newly built pagoda, a ranger in white linen sat there quietly. When he was young, the ranger was upright and unruly, with long hair as unruly as a ponytail, and
At this moment, the first sword of the ranger was buried with the king of a foreign country, and the second sword accompanied his friend when he passed away. He was dressed in white and tied into a hairpin.
It was only the first lunar month at this time, and the spring was cold.
The Queen stepped back and said softly: "...Brother Chen, are you okay?"
"People cannot be resurrected after death, but they must also mourn."
The ranger sat quietly.
Wu Zetian said softly: "Brother Chen, do you really not want to talk to me anymore?"
"Brother Chen, look back at me."
"Brother Chen..."
It snowed that day, and finally the Empress of the Tang Dynasty had her shoulders covered with snow and said:
"Chen Yuan, I order you!"
"Look back!"
The ranger raised his eyes and turned around, but his eyes were no longer focused, and his voice was hoarse:
"...The emperor respects Xuanzang very much. It was you who asked him to bring Xuanzang's body back, right?"
The queen said softly: "I just want to see you again."
The attachment of the royal family is too heavy and too overbearing.
You Xiaer said calmly: "Chen Yuan has met the Queen."
"In Chen's eyes..."
"There is only Buddha."
The queen took a deep look at the ranger who never looked at her, then walked away.
But, what is Buddha?
When Shi Pantuo hurriedly brought his clothes to look for the ranger, Chen Yuan, who was dressed in white snow and was actually in his sixties, quickly wiped the snow on the ranger's body with his sleeves, fearing that the latter would also
Because he was seriously ill and could not afford it, he wiped hard and wiped off the clothes, but the snow on his head could not be wiped clean.
It was as if it was imprinted on it, and the swordsman who was the most advanced among the contemporary generation had his head turned gray in the blink of an eye.
Young, arrogant and arrogant, he is also crazy and fast. With a sword in his hand, he dares to turn the world upside down.
But this year is over half a century old, and it is very sad and painful. Only when you break your sword and lose your friends do you know the vicissitudes of the road.
The ranger staggered up and said, "Let's go."
When Xuanzang was buried.
This monk who only wanted simplicity received a gold coffin and a silver coffin from the royal family.
In addition, upon learning of Xuanzang's death, historical records show that more than a million people were sent to Chang'an and within 500 miles of the prefectures. That night, a full 30,000 people kept vigil before the tomb. Xuanzang had to be buried as a young man.
Chang'an, who chose to cross the border illegally, paid his last respects to him in an unprecedented and spontaneous way after his death.
"Shipantuo, do you want to stay in Chang'an?"
After Xuanzang passed away, the knight-errant asked about the horse bandits.
"Here, you can at least spend your remaining years peacefully."
Shi Pantuo, who also had white hair, shook his head and said softly:
"No."
He replied:
"When I was young, I was a horse bandit. When I had work, I worked as a businessman. I would occasionally rob. Although I didn't like killing people, I actually did a lot of ridiculous things. At that time, I would sleep with my pillow on my head.
Weapons will make you feel unsafe anywhere and that you have no home in the world."
"Later, Master found me. After that, I felt that the world is big."
"But home is where Master is."
"And now, the master has also gone."
Shi Pantuo said softly: "But I feel that the world is so big that anyone can call home anywhere."
"In this case, then I will go to the place where we met back then."
The horse bandit, who has experienced ups and downs in his life, said the most Buddha-like words in his life:
"I know that my life has a beginning and an end."
It happened that Gengchen came to look for Youxia'er and said that killing him on Kunlun Mountain was the best choice. Youxia'er was instructed by Yuan Tiangang's master and apprentice, so he took steps this year and walked towards Guazhou again. After leaving the city
While walking, he looked at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Chang'an City from a distance.
It is at the highest point of the pagoda composed of countless relics.
It is the parietal bone relic of Xuanzang.
He seems to never leave.
Chen Yuan took a deep look and seemed to see the smiling monk sitting cross-legged at the top of the pagoda, looking at him quietly. The knight laughed out loud, fluttered his sleeves, blended in with the flow of people, and stepped out of the Chang'an city gate.
This knight-errant was away from Chang'an for nineteen years, and nineteen years after returning to Chang'an, he embarked on a journey again. It was as if he would never stop, as if this was his destiny in this life.
And this year, the emperor, the queen, and the two saints came to court.
Emperor Li Zhi at least complied with Xuanzang's last wish and buried him in Bailuyuan.
Feeling that things were uncertain, he wanted to build stone carvings of Buddha statues for the Tang Dynasty royal family to pray for blessings. When discussing the location with the queen, the queen whispered: "I heard... that there were actually stone carvings built in the Northern Wei Dynasty."
"Are the Buddhist statues carved in stone during the Northern Wei Dynasty?"
The emperor thought thoughtfully, and then agreed. This was not an important matter in the first place.
"The stone carvings of the Northern Wei Dynasty, I think they are in Longmen, Luoyang."
Luoyang.
Chen Yuan, a knight from Chang'an, was from Luoyang.
At that time, the empress of the world summoned the monks and skilled craftsmen from all over the world. As the master of the harem, she paid a full 20,000 yuan to carve the Buddha statue. When the emperor asked, he just jokingly said "pink money", and she
I once saw the monk who was in charge of carving, but there was an unspeakable majesty in his eyes.
"Raise your head and look at me."
The monks raised their heads tremblingly and saw the soft and majestic queen.
The queen said softly: "I want you to transform my eyebrows into the Buddha statue."
It is not something that has never happened before for dignitaries to put their eyes and eyes into Buddha statues to seek blessings. In Buddhist temples in many places, there are so-called Thousand Buddha Halls. The Buddha statues inside have thousands of Buddhas and thousands of appearances.
It is the incense money donated by dignitaries.
The monk calmed down, clasped his hands and asked, "I wonder how big the Buddha statue you want is."
The graceful-looking woman said calmly: "The biggest one in the world."
The monk's pupils contracted.
The monks finally left tremblingly.
Twenty thousand guan of money, the 20,000 guan in Wu Zetian's hands, was definitely not that easy to get. They spent three years and nine months to transform the queen's eyebrows into the Buddha statue. It was for the Lucena Buddha, which was the whole China and the whole world.
The most beautiful Buddha and the graceful queen are walking in Chang'an. She looks into the distance with calm eyes.
She has never been that kind of plain and gentle woman.
You will always go back.
she thought.
You want to see Buddha.
So, when you travel through eight hundred miles of desert, walk through three thousand miles of snowfields, return to Luoyang, and return to your hometown, you raise your head and see the largest and most majestic Buddha.
Think of it as me!
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Chen Yuan and Gengchen, taking Shi Pantuo with them, returned to Guazhou along the route Xuanzang took to the west.
This journey was actually far less difficult than before.
It can even be said that the journey was very smooth. The Eastern Turks have surrendered. Guazhou is no longer the frontier of the Tang Dynasty in this era. Compared with the military town back then, it has naturally changed into a different look. Chen Yuan turned around and looked at this city.
City, said: "Are you really going to stay here?"
Shipantuo said with a smile on his face: "Yes."
"It's been so many years. I finally came back, so I won't leave."
Chen Yuan took a deep look at him, nodded slightly, and turned around.
After walking no more than a dozen steps, there was a thud from behind.
He didn't look back.
The white-haired Shipantuo bowed down and said loudly with a smile:
"Senior Brother Yuan, have a good trip!"
"Shipantuo."
"I can't send you any more!"
The smiles turned into whimpering, and when I raised my head, my face was wrinkled and filled with tears.
Shipantuo stood up staggeringly, and walked back to Guazhou City under the surprised eyes of others.
He is already an old man.
He finally lived in seclusion not far from Guazhou, missing his teachers and the past years, and ended his life. Later, when the Xixia people came here, they discovered a series of grottoes in this place.
The murals brought the mystery of Buddhism to the barbarian people on horseback, and eventually they expanded and completed more majestic murals here.
That is the East Thousand Buddhas Cave, which is named after the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang.
Here is the original map of Xuanzang’s journey to the west.
The bright moon was high in the sky. Xuanzang, who was dressed in travel attire, closed his eyes. Behind him, a yellow-haired Hu disciple stretched out his hand to cover his forehead. His eyes were anxious, and he didn't know who he was waiting for. This is unprecedented, and it will not be the same in the future.
There will be paintings with Xuanzang as the centerpiece of the Buddha mural.
There is a skeleton sentence inside.
I don’t know how the painter remembered his past with tears streaming down his face.
Then he either died peacefully or sighed and left the world to pursue the Master.
And that year, the ranger from Chang'an finally set foot on the road to West Kunlun. When he came to the snow-capped mountains for the first time, half of the team members died. But this time, the vast snowfields of West Kunlun were already covered by them before they even got close to him.
The invisible Linglie Qi machine was chopped into pieces.
The ranger was dressed in light blue linen clothes, with his hands behind his back and his white hair swaying.
I have gained everything and lost everything.
Now Wang Xuance is dead, and Tang Xuanzang is gone.
Shipantuo returned to Guazhou with a smile.
The little girl who was once turned into a ruthless nobleman inside the palace walls. Even the five-seal hero who had never known each other has passed away. The former Nalanda has turned into ruins, everything has returned to the void, and this person has passed away.
, I alone exist.
He turned around, as if he could still see the smoke rising from Xuanzang's body in Ci'en Temple in Chang'an when it was burned and turned into relics. Now, the relics were in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda that was built for a thousand years.
Chen Yuan walked past Gengchen step by step and whispered: