Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 765: The True Nature of Gold

Xinjue and Taoist Hou fought with each other. They were friends in the past but now they are enemies.

But Zhang Chengzu felt nothing but pain, and also the absurd feeling of having suffered an unexpected disaster.

What about King Mara? What about the four hundred years of struggle? He couldn't feel anything at all.

All kinds of horrible noises attacked his mind, and his soul seemed to be kneaded by a pair of invisible hands, making him feel the pain of broken bones and flesh turning to mud.

Xinjue asked him to recall, but he was unable to think at all. The only thing he could remember was the bright moon in the sky last night and the immortal image in the Jinpo Palace with the mysterious light behind him as round as the moon and the twelve moon wheels intertwined to guard it.

The bright moon shone on his mind like an ice wheel in a charcoal fire or a clear spring in the desert, allowing his mind to remain clear and giving his soul a place of refuge.

The angry heart flames completely occupied his body and spirit, but could not break through the protection of the bright moon, and could not break through the immortal Dharma image of the Twelve Moon Wheels in the bright moon. Therefore, it was unable to destroy "Zhang Chengzu" and awaken the Mara King.

Xinjue just felt that the process of "returning" was a bit too long. Logically speaking, a blank slate like "Zhang Chengzu" could not resist the invasion of King Mara at all, not to mention that they were originally one and had never been separated.

However, he did not expect that the fusion process had not started at all and had been hindered by the "Fox Book" that he despised.

It cannot be said that it has not been opened. The memories of King Mara and the resentment that has lingered from four hundred years of reincarnation are indeed swirling in Zhang Chengzu's spiritual altar. Under the catalysis of the angry heart flame, the terrifying Dharmakaya of the Mingwang was born.

But all these things were blocked outside the bright moon. Zhang Chengzu closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation to avoid the burning of his angry heart flame. As soon as he closed his eyes, he was completely detached from the material world. His mind turned into a little man, like an unborn egg, and fell into the hands of the Immortal Dharma Image in the Moon.

With all his five senses closed, Zhang Chengzu naturally didn't know that the Immortal in the Moon had suddenly opened his eyes and was silently observing the angry flames in his mind mixed with evil thoughts.

"Where did this wrathful flame come from?"

The bright moon in the spiritual platform fell to the ground, and the angry heart flames immediately wrapped around it, and the dark fire surged on the surface of the moon.

Yue Zhongxianzhen stretched out his hand, and a ray of angry heart flame fell on his hand, which instantly aroused the evil thoughts in his heart to destroy all disrespect, disrespect and disloyalty. However, before this thought could move, the ray of angry heart flame was extinguished by him.

The Wrathful Heart Flame and Gong Mengbi's Heart Fire are very similar magical powers, but the former is more destructive, and will arouse all evil thoughts and eventually transform into a world-destroying ghost fire, destroying all enemies. The Heart Fire is not so inciting, but it is rooted in the desires of the human heart, and eventually turns into flames, causing people to burn themselves to death.

The wrathful heart flame is not a magical power cultivated by King Mara, otherwise he would have been the wrathful king more than four hundred years ago, instead of "King Mara".

The wrathful heart flame was poured into Zhang Chengzu's body from the statue of King Mara. Someone was using the wrathful heart flame to enlighten the Vajra King, allowing King Mara to return to his position and transform into the wrathful Vajra King.

The Immortal of the Moon revealed a strange smile, and Zhang Chengzu dodged in his palm. As he sensed, the past that had been entangled for four hundred years finally unfolded in front of the Immortal of the Moon.

The title of Mara the Great King was already widely known before his death, but he was originally called the King of Xia Pi.

Before the King of Xia Pi embraced Buddhism, he was already a bloody and brutal demon. All the gold and beauties belonged to him alone. The nobles and common people of Xia Pi were enslaved by him, and blood flowed like a river at his behest.

A monk named Xinjue intended to convert the evil demon with Buddhist teachings. He performed rituals for him and gave him Buddhist scriptures, hoping that he would stop his evil deeds and turn to the path of good.

Unexpectedly, the King of Xia Pi was a truly brilliant man. He gave up wine, sex, money and anger, and his supernatural powers improved by leaps and bounds. With endless offerings, he soon surpassed Xinjue.

King Xia Pi’s supernatural powers continued to improve, but he did not awaken to the true Dharma, never realized true liberation, or witnessed the greater Dharma.

To show his respect for Buddhism, King Xia Pi swore before the Buddha that he would promote Buddhism, spread the Dharma, and build temples for the Buddhas with gold.

In order to build Buddhist temples, he imposed heavy taxes and levied levies, using every possible means, forcing the people to be slaves and plundering their wealth. The blood of the people was everywhere on the Buddha statues in the pagodas and temples he built in Xiapi, especially in the Futu Temple.

The golden Buddha statue, brocade robe, nine-story building, and golden mirror were all looted from the common people and nobles of Xia Pi.

He respected all Buddhas and did not consider it a sin. Instead, he considered it a merit. At that time, Xinjue was appointed as the abbot of Futu Temple.

Xinjue intended to advise him, but was confused by him instead - as long as Buddhism is promoted, no matter what is praised or criticized, they don't need to take it to heart, and respecting the merits of all Buddhas can enable them to become Buddhas themselves.

Everyone in Xia Pi chants the Buddha's name. If they don't, they will be captured by the minions of King Mara, who is also honored as the Buddha King.

The Buddha King led his troops to other places to burn, kill and loot, and decorated the Buddha statues with gold and silk.

Such atrocities continued until the establishment of the Xin Dynasty, when generals were sent to fight the demon. Hou Daoren served as a magician, and the Xia Pi gentry cooperated internally and externally. Xin Jue turned against them at a critical moment, and they finally defeated the bloody but immortal King Mara, and tore his body into pieces by five horses and buried it in the Futu Temple.

King Mara was still alive after his death, and almost turned Xia Pi into a ghost town. Later, 108 eminent monks entered the Jingta Temple and forced King Mara into reincarnation at the cost of their own lives, which led to the subsequent stories.

For more than four hundred years, Hou Daoren and Xin Jue were in charge of the reincarnation and salvation of King Mara, and later they joined the City God of Xia Pi.

It wasn’t until today that Zhang Chengzu came into being.

The Immortal in the Moon held the Vimalakirti Seal in his hands to protect Zhang Chengzu, gathering the light of the bright moon and allowing the flames of his wrath to roll over his body. He then mobilized Zhang Chengzu's energy and utilized his spirit to constantly change his appearance, transforming into a six-armed Mingwang with upright fangs and black hair dancing like flames.

Zhang Chengzu's body was hidden by the black fire in an instant. The golden body of King Mara behind him finally opened his eyes. The endless resentment finally found its master. The red flames flowing like blood gushed out from the broken parts of the golden skin, and turned into red-haired goats with huge horns, which fell under the black fire.

The Dharma body of the Six-Armed Vidyaraja appeared in the black fire, sitting upright on the back of a red-haired goat, while the golden body was melted by the red flames. The golden liquid continued to flow and turned into a vajra, which was held in the hand of the Six-Armed Vidyaraja.

Xin Jue used the Thousand Bones to force Hou Laodao back, then laughed loudly and said, "I won!"

He descended from the sky, bowed before the throne of the Six-Armed King, and said, "My king, you are back."

The Six-Armed Mingwang looked at Xinjue with an inquiring look and said faintly, "How dare you come to me?"

Xinjue reached out and took off his head, saying, "Because of my foolish opinion, it is difficult for me to persevere. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

He held up his head and presented it to the Six-Armed Vajra King to show his submission.

The Six-Armed King stretched out his hand and grabbed his head, and heard him let out an extremely tragic wail. In just a moment, his skin and flesh turned to ashes, but his hair was not damaged at all.

The gold flowed along the arms of the Six-Armed Vidyaraja, poured onto the skull, and eventually refined the skull into a golden magic weapon.

The Six-Armed King held up the head and said, "I forgive you."

Xinjue crawled on the ground, and six white bone hands stretched out from behind him, with eyes, ears, mouths and noses on the palms. The mouths opened and said, "Thank you, my king."

The Six-Armed Vidyaraja held a golden skull in one hand and a golden pestle in the other, announcing to the world: "I am the Golden True Vidyaraja, old Taoist, why don't you bring your head to see me?"