Chapter 743: The Dimensionality Reduction Strike From A Thousand Years Later
Chapter 743: Dimensionality reduction attack from a thousand years later
Author: Middle-aged paper tiger
Chapter 743: Dimensionality reduction attack from a thousand years later
Jingzhao Chang'an Prefecture, Daxingshan Temple.
This is also a thousand-year-old temple, which was first built in the second year of Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty, Sima Yantai, that is, 266 AD.
Because it is located in Jingshanfang in Chang'an City, it is called Daxingshan Temple after taking the Xing of Daxing City and the good of Jingshanfang.
However, this ancestral palace of Tantric Buddhism was greatly damaged during the Tang Wuzong Huichang era when Buddhism was exterminated. Only the bell tower, drum tower and front door were demolished.
During the Zhu Liang Dynasty, Chang'an became a place of tug-of-war between Zhu Wen and Li Maozhen. The monks were either killed or ordered to return to secular life and serve as laborers. Daxingshan Temple completely declined.
Like the White Horse Temple, the reconstruction of the Daxing Zen Temple began only after Zhang Zhi took over Tokyo.
In other words, it was even earlier. As early as Zhang Yan opened the Hexi trade route and Chang'an City began to regain its vitality, the reconstruction of Daxingshan Temple had already begun.
The Heavenly King Hall and the Main Hall were only completed at the beginning of this year. They are magnificent, solemn and solemn.
In the main hall, there is a skinny old monk who looks like a native of India. Looking at the solemn Buddha statue and the magnificent hall, he can't help but be fascinated.
Behind him were two strong monks who, although wearing robes, did not look like monks.
"Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I know all dharma quickly. Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I gain the eye of wisdom soon. Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I speed up all beings. Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I gain good means soon."
While chanting the Great Compassion Dharani Sutra, the monk quickened his pace and looked around happily.
After a while, the monk and two strong monks returned to the center of the main hall.
"Excellent, excellent. Do you know what the poor monk saw?"
The two strong men at the back were completely confused. The younger one looked over and asked, "What did the Master see? But he saw this magnificent temple and wanted to stay here?"
I don’t know how the fast food tastes. Can I put more oil and water in it? A certain family is really hungry."
"How come you just eat and eat when you open your mouth? No wonder you Tuyuhun savages can't become popular!"
The older one, with a pockmarked face and small eyes, and a complexion as dark as a Kunlun slave, couldn't help but get angry when he heard that the young man was bringing food again.
Unexpectedly, the young man raised his neck and rolled his eyes, "My company, He Company, is a Tuyuhunman, but you, Yan Kunlun, and your Murong family are not a Tuyuhunman?"
This dark-skinned older bhikkhu is none other than Liu Zhiyuan's half-brother, Yan Kunlun Murong Yanchao, while the younger bhikkhu is Helian Hailong from the Tuguhun Helian tribe in Yinshan.
The skinny Tianzhu monk in front of them appeared at Xiangji Temple that day and met Zhang Yan. Master Cixian Tripitaka, who is known as the last Tianzhu eminent monk in history.
When he heard the two people arguing behind him, he did not get angry, and of course he did not go up to try to persuade them. Instead, he continued to sing the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra on the futon in front of the Sakyamuni Buddha statue in the Mahavira Hall.
The Tuyuhun people believed deeply in the Buddha, and people like Helian Hailong, who had been a Tuyuhun in the tribe, believed more than murderers like Murong Yanchao.
When he saw Master Cixian kneeling down and chanting Buddha's name, he slowly knelt down and chanted along with him, 'Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, he saw that all the five aggregates are empty...'
Murong Yanchao stood for a while and felt bored, so he finally found a futon and knelt on the ground.
It was not until the recitation of the 260 Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra was finished that Master Cixian opened his eyes. Without turning around, he continued to ask about Murong Yanchao and Helian Hailong.
"Just now the old monk asked you two, do you know what the old monk saw? Can you understand it now?"
Helian Hailong scratched his head, looked around, and secretly complained in his heart, Master, what did you see? How can I know where to go?
Murong Yanchao was an old man in the world, so he naturally knew what this meant. He sighed and said, "Master, if you have anything to say, just say it. Rough people like me don't understand the master's sharpness."
Master Cixian chuckled, with a naughty smile on his face, "The old monk saw the Buddha in this hall, in Daxingshan Temple!"
Helian Hailong couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this, pointing to Sakyamuni Buddha, Maitreya Buddha and Kasyapa Buddha in the Mahavira Hall and said.
"I thought the Master was going to say something profound. This Daxingshan Temple is so magnificent, of course there are many Buddhas! There are three of them right in front of us."
Master Cixian shook his head, "It's not this clay Buddha with a golden body, but the real Buddha walking in the world."
Murong Yanchao behind him changed his face when he heard this, his eyes narrowed out of habit, and his hands unconsciously touched his waist. His whole person suddenly changed his temperament, from a wild dog with his tail between his legs on the street, to one that seemed to be on the verge of death.
A hungry wolf that chooses people to devour.
"The Master might as well speak more clearly!"
Humph! Who else can be the true Buddha walking in the world but Zhang Shengren, who claims to be the Supreme Heavenly, Great Merciful, Great Wisdom, Great Perfection Wheel-turning Dharma King?
Master Cixian completely ignored the killing intent erupting from Murong Yanchao and pointed at the beautifully carved and brightly colored Buddha statues around him.
"People say that the sage Shaoming regards himself as the supreme heaven, and in the name of promoting the Dharma, he is actually destroying the Buddha. He will continue to destroy the Buddha just like the Emperor Wu of the great dynasty did in the past.
However, the old monk traveled across seven provinces in the north and south, and saw that ancient temples and grottoes were being restored everywhere, and scattered scriptures were being compiled and published.
The compassion of the Buddha is not only spreading to the grasslands, but the light of the Buddha on the plateau that has been suppressed since the praise of Purangdama will also be revived.
This Daxingshan Temple was destroyed in Huichang to destroy the Buddha, but was rebuilt in the Shaoming Dynasty. So it is said that the Supreme Heaven destroyed the Buddha. Isn't it self-contradictory?"
This is actually due to Zhang Yan's thoughts from later generations. In later generations, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism have long been integrated into one. All three schools are treasures of Chinese culture, and the corresponding ancient temples and grottoes are all priceless treasures!
For example, the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang and the scriptures in the Mogao Grottoes at this moment, if it were not for the emergence of Emperor Zhang, who would pay attention to these "little things" in Dunhuang, Shazhou!
But in later generations, Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes and scriptures were the most important treasures of the country. They cannot be praised too much, and they were also painful in the hearts of the Chinese people.
Before Zhang Zhi traveled through time, he had always disliked people pursuing Zhang Daqian, and that was how he started.
So when he came to this world, he was naturally very concerned about protecting these ancient temples and grottoes, and allocated special funds three times within three years to repair the Tianlongshan Grottoes in Taiyuan and the Longmen Grottoes in Luoyang.
Many small-scale grottoes in other places have also been allocated funds for renovation.
What happened to the restoration? These things restored by the Five Dynasties were still national treasures in the Republic period.
This is consistent with the fact that Zhang Shengren loves painting, and whenever there is an important event, he will let the court painter paint and record it. This is the most precious spiritual wealth left to future generations!
But when he came to Master Cixian, he naturally couldn't understand Zhang Yan's mentality, and his understanding was somewhat misunderstood.
In addition, Zhang Hao has always promised to the outside world that the Six Methods Sect will not enter the Central Plains.
Pei Yuan targeted Buddhism because he did not pay taxes and collected gold objects (mainly high-purity copper) to cast Buddha statues, which caused money panic, self-destruction and other bad habits.
This made it harder for Master Cixian to believe that Zhang Gao wanted to destroy the Buddha the more he saw him.
"I look upon the Supreme Heaven, act with compassion, have magnificent means of spreading the Dharma, and have a lasting contribution to the meaning of my Buddhist scriptures. Although the Six Dharma Sect's understanding of the meaning of the scriptures is contrary to mine, I am not an enemy of the Buddha.
On the other hand, Buddhism in China is only interested in profit. They sing about compassion with their mouths, but think about the smell of copper in their hearts. There is no way they can help others or themselves.
If the Supreme God is willing to correct it, is it not in line with His duty to clarify the Dharma? How can it not be regarded as a true Buddha in the world?"
Murong Yanchao's heart felt cold after hearing this. He didn't understand half of what Master Cixian said, but he knew very well that the old monk was probably going to betray him.
Murderous intent soared into the sky. The reason why I, Murong Yan Kunlun, went from being a hero who fought against the Khitans to being in a position where everyone is shouting about beating mice is because his martial arts aura was too strong, his structure was too small, and he lost the ability of a general of an army.
A kind of pride.
At this moment, seeing that the old monk was about to rebel, his first thought was to kill an eminent monk like Master Cixian to avoid future troubles.
But before he took action, Helian Hailong stopped in front of him, "Yan Kunlun, if you dare to attack the mage, you must first pass a certain family!"
Murong Yanchao was furious. He pointed at Master Cixian and shouted to Helian Hailong, "You stupid slave, aren't you afraid that the old monk will sell us all?"
Helian Hailong's expression changed, but after thinking for a moment, he still stood between Murong Yanchao and Master Cixian, "No matter what, you just can't hurt the Master in the slightest."
"How good! How good!" Master Cixian suddenly chanted the name of the Buddha. He stood up and turned around to look at Murong Yanchao.
"Murong Tanyue, the governor of Guanzhong in Pingzhang, was imprisoned in this temple when he was the abbot of the dynasty and Duke Cao Yuanzhong. If you can rescue him, your problem will naturally be solved.
In addition, the family members of the Duke of Qingyang were also detained here. It would be a huge favor if they could be rescued together.
With these two great achievements, public and private, everything Tan Yue lost will be back immediately."
When Murong Yanchao heard this, it was as if a big drum was beating in his heart. What Murong Yanchao wanted was, of course, the glory and wealth of the past!
However, he first received the grace of Emperor Shaoming to survive, but then defected to Liu Zhiyuan, and then joined the Tuyuhun people in Shizhou and Xizhou to resist the soldiers, and a few months ago he was involved in the Xiangji Temple incident.
One by one, Murong Yan fell deeper and deeper into the trap. He could no longer look back and had to go to the dark side.
But today, if there is such an opportunity, not only to regain the power and wealth of the past, but also to become a small and wealthy minister, there is no problem.
"Helian Tanyue, you can go too. Don't let more than 2,000 members of the Helian family suffer from the wind and sand on the high mountains east of Helian for the sake of an illusory belief.
Whether you believe in Buddhism or not, and how you believe in Buddhism, all depend on Tan Yue's heart. The old monk only hopes that Tan Yue will gain great freedom as soon as possible."
A look of struggle appeared on Helian Hailong's face. Thinking of his mother, wife and children who were still hiding in the Luliang Mountains, he was shaken. He slowly knelt down and paid homage to Master Cixian right in front of the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha.
"Thank you Master for enlightening me. Helian Erlang can no longer protect Master."
Master Cixian smiled and told the two of them the location of where they were imprisoning Cao Yuanzhong and Cao Shisiniang, and they immediately walked out.
Seeing them leaving, Master Cixian chanted "Namo Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva" again, and then looked into the distance.
"Extension of life, can't you let it go?"
Behind the Buddha statue, a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared. It was the monk Yanshou of Qian Yuelai. He walked over quickly, put his hands together and saluted.
"Master, the Six Methods Sect misinterprets the compassion and righteousness of our Buddha, which is an evil way. Please forgive Yanshou for not agreeing with your point of view just now."
With a smile on his face, Master Cixian took Yanshou's hand and said, "In the old monk's opinion, as long as you do something to save the world with great compassion, that is the way. There are righteous ways and heretical ways, but there is no evil way.
And who is the righteous way and who is the heretic does not depend on the meaning of the scriptures, but on those who sing and recite the meaning of the scriptures.”
Monk Yanshou closed his eyes and thought for a moment, with a struggling look on his face. After a while, he opened his eyes and stubbornly shook his head.
"Master, I still can't accept it. But since Emperor Shao tomorrow doesn't want to destroy the Buddha, then I won't get involved in these worldly things, and I will spend more money to extend my life."
When Master Cixian heard this, he sighed deeply. He knew what the longevity monk was going back to do.
"You haven't put down the words of madness in your heart. There will be a disaster like water waves. The old monk can't persuade you. I can only pray for you day and night in front of the Buddha."
"Namo Great Freedom Bodhisattva." Yanshou bowed to Master Cixian.
"The Southern Tang Dynasty and Wu Yue were able to build ships of hundreds of feet. Among the believers, there are many who can cross water as if they were walking on flat ground. Yanshou will go back to recruit them."
As he spoke, the stubborn look on Yanshou's face turned into determination. This one of the founders of the Pure Land Sect in history made great aspirations in his heart.
"If there really is Dongsheng Shenzhou in this world. There is really clear water. There is really rice like pearls and jade hanging on the trees, beans as big as fists buried in the soil, and eggplants as red as fire and better than winter persimmons. It can alleviate the hunger and suffering of the people in the world.
Three things.
If that person extends his life, then recognize him as the Supreme Dharma King, if not.
Humph! When the longevity extension comes back, it will be the day when the Six Dharma Sect disappears into thin air!"