The abbot of the 480th Temple in Nanyang has been sitting around the lotus pond meditating for seventy-seven forty-nine days.
Fifty days ago, a huge flower sprouted from the only lotus in Tianshan Lotus Pond.
Suddenly, the Buddha's light suddenly appeared, coating the entire Tianshan Mountain with a layer of golden light, just like daylight.
The Buddhist disciples from the 480 temples in Nanyang, large and small, stood up in an instant and instinctively formed the Buddhist seal.
"Namo Amitabha."
Almost overnight, the skills of all Buddhist disciples increased by one level.
The prophecy made three hundred years ago came true, the Buddha was reincarnated, and the Buddha's son appeared!
The abbot of the 480th Temple rode a horse and rushed to Tianshan Mountain, followed by a group of devout Buddhist disciples.
The abbots chanted and recited sutras day and night for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and finally waited for this moment!
All the abbots took the Buddha's seal one after another: "We sincerely welcome the return of the Buddha's son!"
The pink petals of the lotus slowly bloomed, and a dazzling golden light condensed in the middle. A figure could be vaguely seen in the center of the golden light.
The disciples who were not deep in the Tao practice closed their eyes one after another. This Buddha's light was too strong!
In an instant, the water waves in the lotus pond seemed to be boiled by hot flames, and golden bubbles bubbled out.
The petals of the lotus flower opened wider and wider, and the figure in the middle became clearer and clearer.
This is a man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, with no trace of hair on his body, and a black hair hanging on his bare shoulders. He has an unparalleled handsome appearance, his skin is as smooth as jade, and he has a somewhat unearthly aura.
Everyone at the scene could not help but take a breath. The Buddha had become Lord Jialan as soon as he was born!
Buddha slowly opened his eyes under the pious gaze of everyone.
This pair of eyes was faintly glowing with golden Buddha light, but it passed quickly and finally turned into a pair of calm black eyes.
After a brief silence, a Buddhist cultivator in the crowd couldn't help but ask: "How can I grow my hair as a Buddhist?"
Immediately everyone started whispering.
Abbot Huineng of Huiyang Temple said loudly: "Everyone who starts Buddhist practice is shaved by the master. Now that the Buddha has appeared in the world, who dares to call himself the master of the Buddha?"
It was quiet all around. Who dared to accept a Buddhist disciple who was born as Venerable Jialan and had profound wisdom as his disciple?
Finally, Abbot Dukong of Yinzhen Temple said: "When a Buddha is born, he is a member of my Buddhist sect. But how can a person in the Buddhist sect not be ordained? The abbots of the 480 temples in Nanyang are combined to form a gradient, so that they do not exceed the rules."
Buddha's calm eyes became confused, his memory was blank, and his head was filled with Buddhist scriptures.
At this time, he did not feel embarrassed being surrounded by a crowd of monks. He closed his eyes again and began to recite the Prajna Heart Sutra with concentration.
All the abbots raised their palms, condensed into a blade of wind, and swung it towards the Buddha from all directions.
Buddha's black hair instantly started flying in the air, but he still sat still and spoke plausibly:
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty...
At this time, a clear and enchanting female voice passed through the wind blade, making the leaves of the entire Tianshan Mountain rustle: "Who dares to shave his hair!"
A red figure feinted in front of everyone and stopped on the water on the lotus platform where the Buddha was.
Her naked jade feet touched the water gently, and the fiery red skirt flew in the air, creating a circle of red air around her.
Four hundred and eighty feet of wind blades were instantly deflected!
The abbots managed to stabilize their shaken bodies and looked at the visitor.
Udanhua! The witch who has ruled the Magic Mountain for three hundred years!
Her cultivation has reached the peak of the Demon Lord, and some even speculate that she has actually broken through the Demon Lord...
A smile appeared on Utanhua's beautiful and enchanting face: "You bald donkeys, why do you want to shave his hair? Are you jealous of his beauty?"
As he spoke, the Buddhist cultivator who was not very skilled couldn't help but be attracted by Youtanhua. She had a beautiful and refined appearance. A section of honey-colored skin around her waist outlined her slender and powerful waist. Her bare white arms and
The toes are still pink...
Abbot Dukong coughed slightly and said angrily: "This is my Buddhist family matter. Witch, don't make any trouble unreasonably!"
"How come this little brother became a member of your Buddhist sect as soon as he was born? Which Zen master did he study under? What is his dharma name?" Youtanhua sneered.
Du Kong was choked and said: "He is the reincarnated son of Buddha, don't be rude!"
Youtanhua narrowed his eyes and thought: Sure enough.
Then, she raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Who is the Buddha? I only think of him as a good-looking little brother, especially with this black hair, he is very popular with me."
After saying that, she actually picked up a strand of Buddha's hair with her fingertips: "Idiot, why are you still chanting? Open your eyes and show me."