Li Changan looked at the bluestone Buddha head in the sky, his eyes suddenly filled with vigilance.
The inheritance of Buddhist teachings is not so easy to accept.
Ksitigarbha met on the ancient road of demon war, and he has never forgotten the words he once said.
"Buddha cultivates the great path, and all sentient beings cultivate Buddhism."
Moreover, today’s Western Buddhism is still cultivating the Arahant realm in pursuit of its own perfection.
In other words, it is Hinayana Buddhism.
After accepting this kind of Buddhist inheritance, the most likely outcome is to make wedding clothes for others.
What kind of inheritance is this? It is absolutely impossible to accept it.
"Chang'an, what's wrong?" Liu Zhiyin stepped forward and asked worriedly.
Li Changan came back to his senses, shook his head with a smile, took Liu Zhiyin in his arms and walked into the yard, "It's nothing, I'm just worried about the bluestone Buddha head in the sky."
"You can't go see it during this period."
"There are hundreds of third-grade scholars gathered in the capital, and this matter should be resolved soon."
By the way, Liu Linglong, who was still staring at the sky with wide eyes, walked into the small courtyard and let the Jianmu leaves block the bluestone Buddha head that made his whole body hairy at a glance.
I thought that with so many third-grade scholars around, the bluestone Buddha head in the sky could be easily solved.
However, the complexity and severity of the matter far exceeded Li Changan's imagination.
Only the second day after the bluestone Buddha's head descended over the capital,
The number of people in the capital who were forcibly converted exceeded 50,000!
Apart from kneeling on the ground, clasping hands toward the bluestone Buddha head, these people who had been enlightened did not do any other actions.
Even if their family members come and want to take them home by force, it will be of no use.
In their eyes, there was nothing else except the bluestone Buddha head. They neither ate nor drank, as if they were possessed by a demon.
Panic quickly spread in the city, and the people who had not yet been in trouble hid in their houses, not even daring to go out.
The imperial court's morning sessions were also temporarily suspended.
All civil and military officials did not leave the gates, and those who could go to the academy had already started taking action.
But there was no movement in the academy.
This made the common people, who thought that the third-grade scholars would take action immediately, fell into unspeakable despair.
"What on earth is the First Prisoner of the Fourth Hospital doing? Why don't you take action to deal with the bluestone Buddha head in the sky!?"
"There are so many third-grade scholars, is there no one who can take action?"
"Where is the imperial court? What is the imperial court doing!? Do you want to watch this Buddha's head turn the Jin capital into a place of Buddhism?"
…
On the third day,
The number of people who were converted reached 100,000!
The people's cries received no response, and there was no movement at all from the government offices in the capital.
And there was nothing done in the academy.
Let the bluestone Buddha head occupy the sky.
royal study,
Dugu Zhao showed a rare expression of anger and smashed the desk into pieces, turning the precious pens, inks, papers and inkstones into powder.
On the graceful and bright face, a cold and cold expression flowed,
“What does four courtyards and one prison mean?”
"At this moment, they haven't taken action yet. Do they want to hand over the capital directly?"
"Don't forget, this is also where their academy's holy land is located."
"If the capital city falls, the roots of the Fourth Courtyard and the First Prison will not be saved!"
Duguqing's voice came from the Thousand Miles Telephone Note in her hand,
"Sister, there is a plan going on here at the Imperial College. The bluestone Buddha head above the head is not that simple. They suspect it is related to the first-grade Pure Land Buddha, and it may even be related to the holiness."
"Now that the entire Jin Dynasty has no first rank, it is simply unrealistic to try to shake the Pure Land Buddha."
"Either the First Supervisor of the Four Courts will use their secrets, or all the third-grade scholars will join forces."
"But it's still uncertain whether the bluestone Buddha head can be solved."
Dugu Zhao narrowed his eyes and said, "This matter cannot be delayed. If this continues, the capital will be completely destroyed."
"The national destiny of Jin Dynasty will be shaken at that time. Who can bear such a heavy responsibility?"
"Is it possible that the Jin Dynasty still needs to conquer the Buddhist Kingdom in the West through the Qin Kingdom!?"
Dugu Qing comforted him and said, "Sister, don't worry, the third-grade scholars are already making preparations, and they should take action today."
"The capital must not be lost."
"The Jin Dynasty finally managed to stabilize the national destiny under the turmoil of destiny, and it will never collapse at this time."
Dugu Zhao asked again, "Has the Imperial Academy ever thought about why this bluestone Buddha head, which is related to the Pure Land Buddha, came to the capital of Jin Dynasty?"
"Is it because of who? Or because of something?"
Duguqing paused, and then said, "I don't know yet."
"But..." Her voice was slightly lowered, "But as soon as Li Changan's seed of the Holy Path came, the bluestone Buddha head appeared."
"It's not like no one said there would be any relationship between the two."
"At least in my opinion, if we have to find a reason, Li Changan is probably the reason."
"Otherwise, why would the bluestone Buddha head appear at this time instead of coming earlier or later?"
"But it could also be just a coincidence, and it's all just speculation."
Dugu Zhao's breathing stagnated slightly, "Is it him again?"
…
at the same time,
Li Chang'an had just put down the Thousand Miles Transmission Charm, and Annan Zhi had also moved to the academy to prevent it from being affected by the bluestone Buddha head.
It’s just that we can’t come over to meet each other for the time being.
There are many more faces inside the academy, all trying to avoid the inexplicable changes that may appear at any time in the outside world.
Not long after, the Thousand Miles Telephone Note trembled again, and Gu Weidao's voice came,
"The situation outside is very bad. Many common people and scribes have been affected. They don't eat or drink. They just kowtow and kneel before the bluestone Buddha head."
"Some members of the Han tribe have also been affected."
"The appearance of the bluestone Buddha head was too sudden, and the power of influence was nowhere to be found. No one knew how to deal with it."
"You can only leave your destiny to the gods."
"Many people are praying, but the more so, the greater the possibility of being affected."
"If this matter cannot be resolved today, it will be over for the capital."
"Once the hearts of the remaining people are scattered, it will be difficult to get them back together again."
Li Changan frowned as he listened to what Gu Weidao said, "Master, why don't you come into the academy? Master can definitely bring you in."
Gu Weidao chuckled and said, "It's okay. Your master has set up a luck barrier for me. Plus, your master and I will return to the fourth level after all. There shouldn't be any problems in a short time."
"Now that the external situation is turbulent, the Han people also need to stabilize people's hearts. It is better for me to stay outside."
Li Changan opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say a word. What should he say?
Tell Master, that bluestone Buddha head is here for him?
Or should I tell Master that if I accept the inheritance of the bluestone Buddha head, I can take charge of Buddhism and have a chance to save the people of the capital?
This will only make Master worried.
At the same time, there was a sense of self-blame in my heart. Master was fighting for his life outside, but I, the one who caused this turmoil, was hiding in the holy place of the academy.
This kind of self-blame made him feel on pins and needles.
"Master, please don't go out. The academy will take action today and should be able to solve the matter."
"Okay, don't worry." Gu Weidao responded.
At noon that day,
All the people in the capital who were caught in fear opened their eyes wide in surprise and looked at the sky.
I saw a third-grade scholar ascending into the void, and blue-purple luck gathered crazily.
Wind arose in the void, sweeping in all directions.
As more and more third-grade scholars appeared, some people felt that the bluestone Buddha heads in the sky were not so scary anymore.
Carefully, he stuck his head out and looked at the sky.
"Are there so many people who are third-grade Confucians? There must be sixty or seventy of them, right? And the number continues to increase."
"Now we can be saved. With so many third-grade scholars taking action, we will definitely be able to solve the bluestone Buddha head."
"I just said that the Academy will not sit idly by and let the capital fall."
Under the expectant gaze of the people in the capital, a total of one hundred and eight third-level scholars ascended into the void and all attacked the bluestone Buddha head.
The luck within a radius of three hundred miles was instantly drained.
The luck within the Fourth Courtyard and the First Prison was also like dragons soaring into the sky.
If you want to deal with the bluestone Buddha head of the first-grade Pure Land Buddha, there is no other way except luck grammar.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.
The luck grammar directly changes the celestial phenomena.
Sometimes it's cloudy, and sometimes it's clear and clear, with howling winds, thunder and lightning.
If it were not for the control of a third-grade scholar, the capital would have been wiped out in an instant under such an astonishing offensive.
Now, all attacks are unleashed high into the sky.
Ordinary people lowered their heads one after another. Their eyes could not bear such violent changes in the sky.
Only a scribe who has reached the fifth level and has developed the magical power of vision and thought can barely open his eyes.
I don’t know how long it took, but I noticed that there seemed to be no movement from the outside world.
Some people bravely opened their eyes and looked towards the sky.
But the next moment, he stood there in despair.
I saw that the bluestone Buddha head was still like a mountain peak, occupying the high altitude of the capital, without any damage.
Hundreds of third-grade Confucians joined forces and failed to accomplish anything!??