Chapter 156: Spring Thunder in the World, Nianhua in the Buddhist Country
The mountain peak is a Buddha, and he spent decades to cultivate it into Sangsang. There is no Buddha on the surface of the cliff, and there are still remnants in the depths. Ning Que transforms into a Bodhi tree with his body and leads the Buddha and Bodhisattva to believe in him. The Buddha finally can no longer
Stay silent.
A Buddhist consciousness comes from the deepest part of the cliff and enters his heart.
"I have become a Buddha." Ning Que said to the Buddhist consciousness. His expression was relaxed, as if he was talking to an old acquaintance and saying the most common words.
The Buddha said, "If you cannot find me among all sentient beings, and if you cannot kill me, you will not become a Buddha."
The Buddha here refers to the only true Buddha in heaven and earth.
Ning Que knew that this was true. Just as it was impossible to kill Haotian in Haotian's world, then it was naturally impossible to kill Buddha in the Buddha's world, and it was impossible to find him.
"Why do you have to be so serious? I never think that the inheritance of the Buddha throne and the inheritance of the secular throne must go through bloody massacres and the torture of the previous storms."
Ning Que said with a smile: "You are a Buddha, and it doesn't prevent me from becoming a Buddha, because I don't want to rule your world. I am not Haotian and I have no interest in killing you. All I want is to leave."
"How can you leave?"
"If you take away the business of sentient beings, you can become a Buddha on your own."
"How can we seize the business of sentient beings?"
"You know, I know, look..."
Ning Que looked at the giant boat on the river, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and wrote a word far away to the boat.
Sangsang was in his heart, and a divine thought followed his fingers and landed on the giant boat.
The Bodhi tree on the top of the peak began to sway, and the green Bodhi leaves fluttered in the wind, becoming more round and wider.
Ning Que and Sangsang practiced the Buddha, and the means used were the unity of man and nature. Its mysterious meaning could not be described in words. Ning Que's Buddha's wishes and Sangsang's heavenly heart were irresistible thoughts.
The thought fell on the body of a Buddha on the giant ship.
That thought tells the Buddha: You must believe in me.
The Buddha naturally resisted such a blasphemy request, put his hands together, closed his eyes and chanted the scriptures, and struggled to support it, but he could not hold on for a moment, and it broke into countless spots of light and disappeared on the ship.
The next moment, the Buddha came to the Bodhi tree on the top of the peak, sat on the Bodhi leaves like a cushion, swaying up and down with the wind, and the eyebrows showed a great enlightenment, and greeted Ning Que.
At this time, two Buddhas were brought to the top by Ning Que with the wishes of Buddha and became his believers, each with one height and the lower. They began to close their eyes and chant the sutras with devout devotion. The ones who praise Ning Que and Ning Que also praise Ning Que.
Ning Que only felt a very faint but real power, entering his body from the Bodhi tree, calming and joyful, but also feeling heavy on his shoulders. He understood that this was probably the power of faith.
In countless reincarnations, except for Haotian, only Buddha knows how to collect and use the power of faith. The Master should have reached this level, but he is unwilling to do it. Ning lacks his current realm, which is far from enough to understand this level of great power.
, but now he is united with Haotian, so he naturally understands it.
Influenced by Sangsang's divine thoughts, Ning Que closed his eyes and blinked the remaining Buddhist consciousness from the depths of the cliff, and then began to chant the sutras with the two Buddhas in the Bodhi tree.
The Buddha was silent, not knowing where he had gone to the world. The big river waves were like anger. The big ship struggled forward, trying to break the mountain and stop Ning Que from becoming a Buddha, but he could never reach the other shore.
Because the Buddha on the other shore is no longer that Buddha.
Time passes constantly, because no one observes it, so I don’t know whether it is rapid or slow. — The Bodhi tree grown in Ning Que’s body becomes more and more lush, and countless green leaves grow from countless branches, and green leaves are clustered.
Like a cushion, there are more and more Buddhas sitting on it, as if they bear fruit, heavy, and the harvest is very gratifying.
There are more than a few thousand Buddhas who have taken refuge in Ningque. One more one on the Bodhi tree and one less one on the boat. However, there are too many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the boat, and there are no changes yet.
Ning Que didn't know the external affairs, nor did he know the year and month. He closed his eyes silently, scattered lotus flowers, and held the cliff stones on the top of the peak with his hands, and practiced his own Buddha with Sangsang.
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Thousands of years have passed in the world of Buddha's chessboard, and three years have passed in the real world. Time has come to the fifth year of Zhengshi in the Tang Dynasty and the 3,454th year of Xiling Dazhu.
Spring is coming again, and willow catkins are floating all over the sky, the peach blossoms in Xiling Temple are blooming, the cherry blossoms in the Great River Kingdom are blooming, and the small wild flowers in the weeds on the wasteland are blooming, but the pear tree is not blooming.
"Is this a pear tree or an iron tree?" The people in the back mountain of the academy surrounded the pear tree by the lake, looking at the unresponsive branches and the depressed leaves, and were very annoyed.
During these three years, they tried every means and could not open the Buddha's chessboard. It seemed that they could only wait for the pear tree to bloom and bear fruit before they could enter the chessboard. However, according to the elder brother, this pear tree will only last for five hundred years.
How many people can live for five hundred years when they bloom and bear fruit?
The pear trees did not bloom, the peach blossoms were not blooming between the meadows in front of the academy, and there were very few flowers in Chang'an City, because there was not much rain this spring, and the spring thunder roared among the clouds, and the air was a little dry.
Thunder and rain alone are just not raining, and this matter is strange. The elder brother stood on the stone steps in front of the main palace, looking at the increasingly dense and gloomy clouds in the sky, feeling a little puzzled.
Suddenly, a very thick lightning flash emerged from the thick clouds, slashing towards a certain place in the city with a roar. The Scare Formation naturally generated a sense and emitted a clear light.
The eldest brother's figure was faint and he instantly came to Wanyan Pagoda. He looked at the temple that was struck by this lightning and the charred Buddha statue. He vaguely understood something.
He came to the city wall and looked around. He saw that the clouds seemed to cover the entire continent. Lightning fell from time to time, causing black smoke to grow somewhere between the earth.
Where the black smoke rises, there are Buddhist temples.
The next moment, the eldest brother returned to the back mountain of the academy and came to the pear tree by the lake. He quietly looked at the chessboard. After watching it for a long time, a sincere and pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Senior brother laughed!" Everyone in the back mountain was very surprised.
Over the years, the senior brother has been busy with national affairs, preparing for war, teaching the new king, and is concerned about the life and death of Liningque in the chessboard. It has been very hard and has not smiled relaxed like this for a long time.
Spring thunder blooms everywhere on earth, but there is still no rain.
The first three halls of Lanke Temple have been struck by lightning, and the Buddha statues collapsed, just like the gravel on the top of Mount Wa and the stones all over the mountains and valleys. Moss was produced overnight, emitting the smell of sea breeze.
The monk Guanhai led the monk in the temple to kneel cross-legged in front of the ruined hall, with pale faces and kept reciting Buddhist scriptures. The blind monk realized the truth, shouting like crazy, holding the moss on the rocks with his hands, ho
He shouted, "No, I feel it's wrong, something is going to happen!"
On the cliff of Xiling Temple, the host was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the clouds covering the sky, looking at the lightning falling from time to time in the distance, and said, "Prepare for the great sacrifice and welcome my lord back."
The war at the bottom of the sinkhole deep in the Western Wilderness was still ongoing, and the uprising serfs had grown to tens of thousands, and they fought fiercely with noble armed forces and monks from the hanging temple in the wilderness.
There were loud arrows in the fields, and howlings came one after another, bleeding everywhere, and death everywhere. At this moment, an extremely thick lightning suddenly fell in the dark clouds in the sky.
The lightning accurately struck the Main Hall on the top of the peak. There was a loud noise. The hall collapsed halfway, and the Buddha statue in the hall turned into black powder!
Jun Mo hangs the iron sword in front of his chest, and uses courtesy to reject Qiming and the elders of the Precepts Academy several miles away. Looking at the black smoke coming out of the peak, he said indifferently: "The Buddha is defeated, can you still win?
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After more than ten consecutive days of spring thunder, there was a spring rain for more than ten consecutive days. This year's spring rain was not drizzling, and it seemed extremely violent, constantly flushing the earth that had been ravaged by lightning.
The rain fell on the broken Buddha hall, on the broken Buddha statues, on the pale monks, washing the remaining Buddha breath cleaner.
The rain was also falling in the mountains behind the academy. The green leaves of the pear tree hit by the rain slammed, and then flowed down, wetting the chessboard under the pear tree and those who had watched the chessboard for several years.
The sixth senior brother Chi Luo's body was covered with water droplets. He waved the hammer and hit it down violently. As he moved, the water droplets were shaken away from his body and flew everywhere like arrows.
They have been smashing the chessboard for many years, and they are physically and mentally exhausted, but they have never thought of giving up. What's more, the eldest brother smiled, which means that the day when the chessboard was smashed was approaching.
The sound of the hammer is like spring thunder, and the sweat falls like rain.
One day, a light sound suddenly came from the chessboard.
A thin line appeared on the Tianyuan position of the chessboard. This thin line is actually a crack. The crack is very small. If you don’t look carefully, you will not be able to find its existence at all.
One day, a slight sound suddenly came from my mind.
Ning Que opened his eyes and looked at the big ship that was still sailing to the other shore. He was silent for a long time, then reached out to his eyebrows and picked the Bodhi tree and smiled slightly.
The Bodhi tree has grown extremely densely, with green leaves as if it wants to cover the dark sky, and there is no trace of Buddha light that can penetrate. There are thousands of Buddhas sitting on those green leaves, and those Buddhas are described differently
, in different postures, but they are worshiping him devoutly.
The Bodhi tree was already so huge, but he raised it casually and then took two steps to the side. At this moment, Sangsang also woke up and walked to him with a big black umbrella.
Ning Que inserted the Bodhi tree into a certain place on the top of the peak.
This mountain is Buddha, a dark and thin Buddha in a maid's uniform, named Sangsang's Buddha.
The Bodhi tree is inserted on the top of the peak, like a flower inserted between the temples of Sangsang.
Ning Que turned around and looked at Sangsang and took her hand.
There is a small white flower between Sangsang's temples.
To draw a dragon, you need to finish your eyes before you wake up, and to practice Buddha requires picking up flowers.
Ning Que picked up flowers and inserted them into Sangsang's hair, so the Buddha woke up.
The little white flowers on the temples of Sangsang shook gently in the wind, the Bodhi tree on the top of the peak shook gently, and the Buddhas sitting on the green leaves prayed to her together.
Ning Que felt that the business of sentient beings was flowing into his and Sangsang's bodies.
He laughed, Sangsang laughed, so the Buddhas on the Bodhi tree laughed.
Sangsang's smile gradually faded, and he was as quiet as the universe, so the Buddhas also fell silent.
Sangsang looked indifferent, looking at everything in this world, so the world became indifferent.
The countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the ship became a little confused.
The green lion screamed angrily, but could not resist the pressure from the Buddha. With an unwilling whine, it was hard to support its body anymore and kneeled towards the top of the peak.
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(I forgot to count the chapters in the previous chapter. When I updated it last night, my eyes were really closed... In addition, some readers have always reported that the elephant's nose has no bones. I know this, and I borrowed it from the beginning of that chapter from the beginning. Ning Que's mouth explained that it was also said in the next few chapters that it was made of broken bones. As for why you must write a bone nose? It is purely because of the need for beautiful fighting style.) (To be continued. Please search for Piao Astronomy , novels are better, updated and faster!)