Western Region, Buddhist Holy Mountain, Landuo Mountain.
This is the westernmost point of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, and it is also a holy place of pilgrimage for these countries.
In the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, divine power is greater than monarchy. They all believe in one god, the only god in their hearts——
Buddha!
There are lush mountains and forests here, with trickling water and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
On the top of the mountain, there are clusters of houses and ancient temples. These ancient temples are connected together and are as big as a city. They have a common name, Lantuo Temple.
Landuo Temple can become a holy place for all Buddhist believers just because there is a seven-story pagoda here.
It's called the Pagoda.
On the seventh floor of the pagoda, the relics left behind by the Buddha after his death are enshrined.
It is said that there are twenty relics of the Buddha, but no one knows how many more are left in the pagoda.
Perhaps, the Bodhisattvas above know.
Rumor has it that when all the relics of the Buddha are gathered together, the Buddha will be reborn and return, letting his light illuminate the entire world and making all living beings become his followers.
Whether it's a human or a demon, a bird or an animal.
All living beings are equal, only Buddha is transcendent.
Everything is just hearsay.
But every Buddhist believer firmly believes that the Buddha will definitely return.
If someone says that everyone can be a Buddha and all living beings can be a Buddha, they will definitely be regarded as heretics and thrown into the fire and burned alive.
Buddha is Buddha, Buddha is Buddha, He is in the pagoda, He is real, He is not anyone, He is in front of everyone's eyes and in everyone's heart.
In the central area of Lantao Temple, in an ancient temple, a group of women without a single hair, wearing gray monk robes, were chanting sutras.
In front of them, there was a lotus platform, and there was a woman sitting on the lotus platform.
The woman's appearance and dress are different from those of any other Buddhists, even out of place, and can be called an alien.
She has black hair all over her head, which hangs down to her waist. There are three dots of cinnabar between her eyebrows. She has powdered pink on her face and lipstick on her mouth.
Even her clothes were neither the cassocks of Bodhisattvas and Arhats nor the gray robes of Buddhist disciples, but a bright red dress.
Like a wedding dress.
It is hard to imagine why such a worldly and worldly woman would sit in the ancient temple of Landuo Temple and be worshiped by the nuns.
Amidst the murmuring of sutras, the woman slowly opened her eyes.
Feeling her gaze, the nuns below all stopped chanting sutras and changed from sitting cross-legged in meditation to kneeling in worship.
"Welcome to the Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire to come out of seclusion!"
Buddha!
Second grade Bodhisattva!
As we all know, in Buddhism, there are countless third-level Arhats, but there are only eight second-level Bodhisattvas. These eight control Buddhism and the entire thirty-six countries in the Western Regions.
This charming woman turned out to be a second-grade Bodhisattva.
"How long."
Wonderful Desire Bodhisattva slowly spoke and asked.
"Reporting to Bodhisattva, you have been meditating for ten years."
"Ten years..."
The Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire slowly stood up, raised his tender feet as smooth as mutton-fat jade, and stepped off the lotus platform.
Every time she takes a step, a lotus flower appears under her feet.
Lotus grows every step of the way.
With every step, my toes never touched the ground.
She walked out of her ancient temple, slowly flew up, and headed towards the pagoda.
Along the way, many monks saw her. First, there was a touch of surprise in their eyes, and then they immediately lowered their heads and silently recited the meditation mantra.
Occasionally, a young monk with a weak will would be slapped on the head by an old monk and he would quickly lower his head.
Beauty brings disaster and charms all living beings.
The Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire has an expressionless face, but her picturesque eyebrows are enough to arouse the purest and most primitive desires in anyone's heart.
She came all the way to the pagoda, and the monk standing guard at the door opened the door immediately when he saw it was her.
Wonderful Desire Bodhisattva followed the stairs all the way to the sixth floor without stopping on any floor.
The sixth floor is very wide, but there is no debris. There is only a jade bed, and an old monk stands next to the jade bed.
The old monk's whole body was exuding golden light, and golden energy appeared in his hands, which was continuously input into the body of the man lying on the jade bed.
Lying on the bed was also a monk.
The monk looked to be in his twenties, tall, thin, with pointed cheeks and a neat nose. Even though his eyes were closed and he had no hair, it did not affect his appearance at all.
Duande is a rare handsome man in the world.
The Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire stared blankly at the man on the bed for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at the old monk.
"Yao Wang, how is he?"
One of the eight great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, Medicine King Bodhisattva, performs medicine and performs good deeds, and hangs a pot to help the world.
Among the eight great Bodhisattvas, he is not known for his fighting prowess, but for his superb medicine skills. He can quickly heal injuries and cure all diseases. He is the kindest one among all Bodhisattvas.
Among Buddhist believers, if anyone has a sick person, they will worship Medicine King Bodhisattva.
Medicine King Bodhisattva showed a compassionate smile and said harmoniously,
"Venerable Jin Chan's injuries have almost recovered."
"Then when will he wake up?"
For the first time, there were mood swings on Wonderful Desire Bodhisattva's face, and she was very anxious.
"Alas, Your Majesty, he is the reincarnation of the Buddha. He wanted to restore the Buddha's status and forcibly fused the relics, but failed. Instead, he was seriously injured and fell into coma.
The power of the Buddha's relics was so powerful that even though he was a first-class man, he could not withstand the terrifying power. He remained in a coma for decades.
I tried my best to heal him, but if I want to wake up, I can only fully heal the wounds of the great road."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I don't know why he was seriously injured? I'm just asking you how long it will take for him to wake up!"
Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire shouted angrily.
Medicine King Bodhisattva was not angry at all after being scolded. He still had a smile on his face. After reciting the Buddha's name, he said,
"It could be a few months in a short time or a few years in a long time. I can't be completely sure."
After hearing this, the anger on Wonderful Desire Bodhisattva's face disappeared.
"That's good, that's good. I've been waiting for decades, and it's not too late."
She sat on the ground, leaned against the jade bed, held Venerable Jin Chan's right hand, and looked at him dreamily.
"You are about to wake up. You are about to wake up. It's great. We have maintained Buddhism for these decades. It's really tiring. I often think about how great it would be if you were still here. I don't need anything.
Think, you don’t have to do anything, as long as you are here, everything will be fine.”
"Jin Chan, please wake up quickly, wake up quickly, I miss you..."
The Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire had tears in her eyes and murmured to herself, her face gradually becoming lonely.
"But...but what can you do if you wake up? You know how much I love you. I have loved you for two hundred years, but you still refuse to accept me.
In your eyes, the Buddhist rules and precepts are more important than life.
You said, love, hate, anger and ignorance are all sins.
You said, beauty is a disaster and will mess up your Buddha mind.
But if you really don’t have me in your heart, how can you let me mess up your Buddha mind..."