Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

On the hidden and uninhabited tree-lined path, a carriage was trudging through the mountains, heading deeper into the shadows.

I saw the wild trees on both sides flourishing with new flowers, birds playing on the branches, and wild animals escaping from time to time among the trees, causing a commotion all over the mountain. Such scenes kept passing in front of the small window of the carriage, and then were left far behind. Fu Ningdie looked out the window reluctantly, listening to Jiang Wen detailing what he had seen in the past two months, and his whole body was filled with excitement. Curling up on the soft and comfortable mattress, I didn't even have the strength to speak.

Hong Wending and Xiao Shitou were also in the carriage at this time, leaning against the window on the left and right. However, Hong Wending seemed to be sitting, but in fact he was walking steadily. No matter how bumpy the road was, his buttocks were always kept an inch away from the seat; After Xiao Shitou had lunch, he leaned his head back and began to fall asleep. It is estimated that he would not feel anything if he was thrown out of the car by the bump at this time.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Fu Ningdie secretly prayed in her heart that this was not a good dream, let alone that it would not be broken quietly at the moment when the rooster crows on the pillow.

"Ningdie, what were you thinking about silently along the way? Are you motion sick?"

Jiang Wen stopped the story he was telling orally, patted Fu Ningdie who was sitting next to her thigh, and casually touched her forehead to see if there was any cold sweat. He was curious as to why this little apprentice was suddenly so quiet - could it be possible? We haven’t seen each other for two months, is the master-disciple relationship so estranged?

Fu Ningdie's wandering was suddenly interrupted, she turned her head angrily and snorted "I won't tell you."

Then after thinking for a moment, she seemed to have completely forgotten about losing her temper, and moved her little head closer to Jiang Wendao, "Master, master, do you know what I dreamed about before? I dreamed that you said you wanted to leave by yourself, maybe not Come back to pick us up!”

Jiang Wen stretched out his hand to tangle her hair, and said with a smile: "I have random thoughts every day. There are only three disciples of our Wuyi sect. If you don't accept your words, will I go back to drink the northwest wind by myself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wen suddenly thought of this lazy apprentice's homework, and then said: "During my absence, have you been lazy again? I will take a test later and watch your "Jade Bee" How are you doing with your recent practice of "Acupuncture" and "Nine-Yang Magic"?"

Fu Ningdie blushed, rolled her eyes, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Master, what happened to the old masters on Jizu Mountain?"

Jiang Wen gave her a helpless look and continued to talk about the endings of many stories in Jizu Mountain.

After Abbot Hongbian died resolutely, Xitan Temple held a grand ceremony and cremated his body and buried it on Jiulong Cliff in the back mountain so that he could overlook this ancient temple year after year and be with him forever. Every plant and tree in the temple.

Jiang Wen also understood in his heart that Abbot Hongbian was a very complicated person. He was profound in Buddhism but also confused with the secular world. He was oblivious to death and obsessed with the survival of Sidan Temple. The reason why he was entangled with Tusi Mujia, Southern Shaolin, and Pingxi Palace was all to preserve the foundation created by Zen Master Benwu. Therefore, the temple itself had long surpassed his life.

But none of this matters anymore, because from now on no one will know whether he has ever interacted with the rebels.

The past grievances and grudges disappeared with the fire of the monastery, and the gains and losses drifted away with the cremation of the body. Abbot Hongbian will become a rich and colorful stroke in the mountain's annals, forever fixed in his courage to support the Xitan Temple and his courage to move forward. that moment.

Later, Master Anren naturally succeeded as the abbot of Sidtan Temple.

He is a monk who is unsmiling and not very mellow. Since returning from Jizushanyin, he has given up his obsession with achieving Arahantship. Many evil views have melted away like ice and snow, and his Buddhist practice and martial arts have become increasingly sophisticated, like a flood. The gate is opening a thousand miles a day.

Jiang Wen also has great confidence in him. Perhaps by the time they meet next time, Master Anren will really be qualified to sit on the heavy rock of Huashou, keep his clothes and enter meditation.

The most ordinary one among them is undoubtedly the little monk Pinzhao.

The Dali Mu family saw that the current Xitan Temple had suffered heavy losses due to repeated attacks by foreign enemies and fires. They intended to push Pinzhao to the position of prison, but the young monk Pinzhao sternly refused.

After he went down the mountain, he had a cold and polite attitude towards the people of the Mu family. He insisted on starting as a Zhike monk who swept the house and welcomed guests. During the rest of the time, he followed Elder Qingzhu to practice in the mountain, reciting Scriptures that redeem the souls of the dead, and collect the remains of monks who died in vain on Jizushanyin.

"Where are those evil people? Will they come back to attack Sidtan Temple again?"

Fu Ningdie said indignantly that she was precocious and would not be fooled by the story of the prince and princess' eternal happiness. Naturally, she expected that under the turmoil, the hidden undercurrent has never been eliminated.

Jiang Wen smiled slightly and said to Xiao Ningdie: "Don't worry. Before I left, I taught the old monks all the self-cultivation of the Thirty-Six Tiangang Monks. Even though they can't carry it on their shoulders, their pretentiousness and meditation skills are more important. Yi Jue, and now that Abbot Anren, who has made rapid progress in martial arts, is at the helm, most people will never take their notice."

There were many things that Jiang Wen did not say. For example, the crisis of the destruction of the Xitan Temple was ultimately the political conflict between the Prince of Pingxi and the Dali Mu family. Now the Dali Mu family has moved out the hand of the old Miao Bao Dharma King that has been hidden for many years, that is, Taking the initiative again in terms of external situation——

When the enemy accuses you of colluding with foreign enemies, you'd better really mean it.

In order to prevent Wu Sangui from being accused of colluding with foreign enemies, he had no choice but to take a step back and take the initiative to release the head of the Mu family and remove the heavy guard. The Mu family also followed the slope and got off the donkey, indicating that the Prince of Pingxi had a high position and that our Mu family was willing to follow the lead and never hinder the eradication. The military affairs of the Ming and Puppet Emperors.

After both parties took a step back, they showed the specific manifestation of Zhujizu Mountain, that is, Princess Pingxi, who devoted herself to Buddha, officially formed a nunnery in the mountain to practice.

But unlike what others expected, Princess Pingxi did not seize the land of Xitan Temple in the end. Instead, she ordered people to open a cliff stone step leading to Jizu Mountain Yin, and took away the white porcelain in the cellar of the former Song Dynasty. The Shuiyue Guanyin statue was built on the ruins of a former Song Dynasty temple to build a "Shuiyue Temple".

This move naturally caused quite a stir.

Let’s not talk about Jizushanyin. It is an out-and-out ghost land in the eyes of the locals. Even Jiang Wen, the hero who personally resolved the poison of Jizushanyin and made sure that there will be no more problems within two hundred years, feels that The environment here with stupas everywhere and the company of dry muntjacs is too unfavorable and scary.

However, Princess Pingxi's attitude was extremely resolute, and naturally no one dared to disobey her. Jiang Wen could only regard her choice as the Hongyang Cult's daily custom of sneaking around and pretending to be mysterious.

Speaking of the Hongyang Sect, after hearing that it was the Hongyang Sect who came to the rescue and secretly exchanged letters, Jiang Wen always wanted to get in touch with the other party. However, Princess Pingxi stayed in seclusion and never revealed her identity, as if all this was just Jiang Wen's. Wishful thinking.

Jiang Wen noticed something strange, frowned and then picked up the pen again, sending a short letter. It only contained a sentence from Zweig's "The Beheaded Queen": "She was still very young at the time. I don’t know that the price of the gift given by fate has already been marked in secret.”

No one knew how much these words touched Chen Yuanyuan. They only knew that not long after, Jiang Wen successfully met Chen Yuanyuan, who was famous all over the world among the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, and talked secretly for half a day in the Bamboo Forest Abode. He walked out with a sad face - and Luo Shuang'er, who had followed him, had already turned pale and had not said a word to Jiang Wenquan until now.

Chen Yuanyuan told Jiang Wen that she was not a member of the Red Lotus Virgin, but the maid beside her who had followed her all the way from Liaodong to Yunnan and Guizhou. She was just looking for traces of the "Avalokitesvara".

The disfigured maid told Jiang Wen that when Jiang Wen lost contact with the Red Lotus Virgin Bodhisattva in Guangzhou, she had already guessed that the secret message channel had been manipulated, so she sent more people to sneak into various places in Guangzhou and sent many hidden lines, and finally knew that this was Qing Wen. Yang Jiao's handiwork also secretly protected several of Jiang Wen's disciples.

However, the Red Lotus Virgin Bodhisattva encountered difficulties when it came to searching for Jiang Wen. After all, Jiang Wen was involved in the important task of resolving the disaster caused by the blazing sun of the "Holy Fire Technique" and could not disappear without reason.

Seeing that she couldn't find anything in Guangzhou, she sent people to search in Guangdong and Guangxi, and then even expanded to the south of the Yangtze River. All the rudders in the south received secret messages, asking to pay close attention to Jiang Wen's clues.

In the end, thanks to Wu Zhimao's superfluous efforts, his order to deliver a letter to the Jingnan Palace was learned by the Hongyang Sect the moment he entered Fujian. The Hongyang Sect finally grasped the news that Jiang Wen was hiding in Jizu Mountain, and for He was so excited that he even activated this secret line of Pingxi Palace...

After Jiang Wen heard this, he deeply admired the Hongyang Sect's handiwork.

It is worthy of being a secret sect that has rebelled in all dynasties. Its obsession with the construction of information network has almost penetrated into the bones. After countless connections were constantly connected, it even built an intelligence station on Wu Sangui's bed. Who else in the world is there? can do it? !

In the end, with the help of the Hongyang Sect, Jiang Wen successfully fled from Yunnan and Guizhou to Guangdong and Guangxi in just a short time. Not only did he successfully deliver the secret letter copied by Chen Yuanyuan to several people, but he also learned about King Pingnan. Shang Kexi found the exact location and conveniently cut off the old thief's head.

The reason why Jiang Wen appeared in Guangzhou was to tell them in front of these people how the real rebellion was created!

Shang Kexi is very happy that this person is too murderous, and now he has both public and private hatred. In order to stabilize the situation, he will definitely go on a killing spree in Guangzhou, and now he is alone and unable to make trouble. This is better than the assassination in the city. Ten thousand times the chance!

With the death of the butcher, the power naturally fell into the hands of the two Ouchi guards.

Jiang Wen could have eradicated the two imperial guards sent from the capital, as well as Bai Zhen of the Eagle Claw Sect and Feng Tiannan of the Five Tiger Sect who were aiding the tyrants. However, killing these people will weaken the Qing government's control over Guangzhou to the extreme. Once the Qing government realizes that the situation is out of control, it may give up the siege of Zheng Chenggong in Xiamen, and the entire army marches into Guangzhou. By then, more terrifying bloodshed will only happen. Coming at you.

In addition, Jiang Wen also had another consideration, which was the persistent nature of this group of rebels.

Once there is no pressure from external enemies, they will corrupt and split as quickly as possible, and then attack each other, causing the team to collapse without attack——

This kind of thing has happened countless times since the Jiashen Incident. At present, except for Li Dingguo, who is determined to resist the Qing Dynasty, Jiang Wen has no confidence in the others.

After all, with the way these people behave, it highlights a person who has his own agenda and is preoccupied with everything. Li Dingguo will definitely be hindered by major events. By then, before the chaos in Guangzhou breaks out, it will first fall apart in the civil strife.

Without planning, it was a blockbuster. Jiang Wen's handiwork this time was not just as simple as Shang Kexi's head.

The reason why Wu Sangui, the current king of Pingxi, was tacitly allowed to patrol Yunnan and cause trouble was because he wrote to the Qing court to lead his troops to rest and regroup, and then go deep into Burma to capture Emperor Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty when his troops were strong.

But in fact, Wu Sangui knew the principle of repentance when he rises to prowess. If he really marched into Burma and strangled Emperor Yongli with a bowstring, then it would be certain that he would have great achievements and be outstanding in the forest. Wu Sangui will become a thorn in the eyes of countless people from then on, enduring waves of assassinations and impeachments in the court, until the cunning rabbit dies and the good dog is cooked.

So he chose to live in Yunnan and wait for a price. While intimidating Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty, he colluded with the Kagyu monk sect and suppressed many local forces internally. He was determined to seize this opportunity to gain Yunnan's official, military, financial, and criminal powers. In the pocket, Shunzhi was forced to offer him higher and more generous conditions.

And as the news of Shang Kexi's death spread to Yunnan and Guizhou, Wu Sangui's ambitions will inevitably expand again - after all, compared with Yunnan, which is a poor frontier, who doesn't want to be in Guangdong and Guangxi, which is the most prosperous in the world?

However, as soon as Wu Sangui took the opportunity to write a letter to suppress the rebellion and began to send troops to Guangdong, he would suddenly discover a vicious rumor that was spreading rapidly in two capitals and thirteen provinces. Everyone was saying that "Wu Sangui will return to Beijing in honor of Zhu Cixang, the crown prince of Chongzhen." The news of ascending to the throne!

The truth is not important. What is important is that the Qing court will suddenly discover that the three feudal lords are checking and balancing each other. At this time, only Wu Sangui is left as a powerful faction. Under his fierce military strength, he can even shake half of the south of the Yangtze River!

What awaits him next will be an imperial edict from the suspicious Qing court ordering him to return to Yunnan and not to disturb the local area, and the news that in order to maintain a balance of power, Geng Jingzhong was ordered to succeed him and resign as a vassal immediately!

When the time comes for the three vassals to become two vassals, and the battle lines are locked in the Fujian and Guangdong areas on the southeast coast, thereby reducing the pressure on the Yongli and Kuidong Thirteen families of the Southern Ming Dynasty, Jiang Wen will have more ways to muddy the waters. Already...

"Master, why do you smile so cunningly?"

Fu Ningdie saw Jiang Wen's sinister smile and subconsciously stayed away from him, because he knew that every time the master smiled like this, it meant someone was going to be in bad luck.

Jiang Wen barely restrained his smile and pretended to be dumbfounded: "Really? Am I smiling cunningly?"

Hong Wending, who was silent for a while, nodded: "Yes, quite cunning."

Jiang Wen immediately put on a serious face, pretended to be a master, and said to the two apprentices: "As a teacher, you are dedicated to the country, why do you want to play some tricks? You two should learn more from Xiao Shitou, look at him Go to bed when you're full, you'll have a great sleep this time! Ningdie, please wipe your senior brother's saliva quickly."

Fu Ningdie looked sideways at Jiang Wen and whispered: "Master has been acting weird since he came back, and he can't tell what's wrong... Could it be that he had a nightmare in Yunnan?"

Jiang Wen looked at Xiao Ningdie with a smile: "Why don't you even recognize the master? Or do you want to leave the master and start your own business?"

Fu Ningdie also seemed to have remembered something, turned around and deliberately ignored Jiang Wen, saying coldly: "I think you have an apprentice outside, master! Humph!"

What made Ningdie upset was the three people in the carriage behind her.

Among them, Luo Shuang'er, who was at odds with Jiang Wen, was naturally indispensable, but in addition to a young man with a long knife in his arms, a dull face and cold eyes, there was also a pink and jade-like boy who was cute and cute. Although he was slightly smaller than Ningdie, A little girl who is even more beautiful.

"Ningdie, don't be fooling around. That's a child fostered by a friend, not a new disciple - she's one year younger than you, just call her sister A'ke."

Jiang Wen took the irritable Ningdie into his arms and said to her with a smile, "I gave up the great opportunity to become a Buddha and an ancestor and traveled thousands of miles to take you back to Wuyi Mountain. How can I be arranged to be my master like this? "

When Fu Ningdie heard this, her face lit up with joy, and she smiled and pushed her head into Jiang Wen's armpit.

"Hey, Master, it's the best... It's getting dark now. There is a wild temple on the top of the mountain ahead. Should we go there, burn incense sticks, and stay overnight?"

Fu Ningdie, who was most afraid of sleeping in the open and living under the covers of the sky, quickly took the opportunity to make her request. However, Jiang Wen turned his face and said angrily.

"It's okay. If you see a temple in the future, don't be polite. Just go in and live there - they owe me a favor."

Jiang Wen once found two great masters in the cold mountain. He thought that he had been given the cassock of Sangha and was about to become the future Buddha, inherit the Buddhist tradition, and reach the pinnacle of life. However, he was told that he was not qualified to teach Buddha. To take the throne, you must take off your cassock and return it to the Buddha.

Jiang Wen could only express his disdain for the two noble men's behavior that could be called rogue, and said that the treasured cassock now belongs to me. If you want to take it away, you can step over my corpse. Fortunately, Hanshan still has a sense of propriety when he picked up the two noble men. , indicating that Jiang Wen’s three wishes can be fulfilled. The first wish Jiang Wen made was to rescue several people who had died for some reason on Jizu Mountain, so the two masters used their magical powers to revive An Ren, Pin Zhao, Huang Liang, Jian Fu and others one by one. .

Seeing that the two masters were so powerful, Jiang Wen immediately wanted them to take him back to his original world. However, the two masters smiled and shook their heads, saying that they could not help Jiang Wen move the world, and could only use "divine realm powers" to help him. "Let him go back and take a look.

Regrettably, Jiang Wen could only wish to restore all his internal strength. However, the two masters still smiled and said nothing. Then they stretched out their fingers and said that they would recover up to 20% and would be paralyzed and comatose for three days and three nights...

There is a saying in the "Heart Sutra" that "stay away from inverted dreams and achieve ultimate nirvana." In the Ten Dharma Realms, everyone has their own dreams, but these dreams are all inverted, just like seeing black as white, and it is impossible to see the true face clearly. .

After all three wishes came true, Hanshan found two great men who said they would never come back and left a poem before they left.

Although Jiang Wen heard and remembered it at that time, he was still immersed in his many feelings and could not guess what the other party's intentions were. He never imagined that a year and a half later, he would hear about the appearance of Hehuang Land in Qinghai. A ruthless gangster armed with a sword like a snake.

This man calls himself the "Blood Sword Monk". He never abides by Buddhist precepts and dharma. He lives in a ruined temple in the wasteland. He goes on a rampage every day and only cares about robbing homes and homes. He also loves to kidnap women into temples and imprison them for his sexual pleasures.

However, there are occasional rumors in the local area that these abducted women were originally concubines and slaves who were often beaten, scolded and humiliated. The "Blood Sword Monk" was not the legendary green-faced fang, but instead had a face as beautiful as a crown jade. , valiant and heroic, never walked into the room where the women were, but these women couldn't leave.

Regarding this matter, Jiang Wen, who heard about it after a long time, could only look at his palms, then clasped his hands together and praised with joy.

"My obsession with being a master has been reduced a lot now. Instead of obsessing about it from now on, it is better to live in the present and be your master."

Jiang Wen's sigh contained both nostalgia and relief.

He may have never changed, but in this Jizushan experience of confusing confusion and pointing directly to his true heart, he has gained more understanding and philosophical thinking, and is determined to face this turbulent world and become a good man. He performed some chivalrous deeds to help those in need, making the name of the "Wuyi Sect" resound throughout the world——

As for the name "Gentleman's Sword", Jiang Wen doesn't need to publicize it.

He is not as cunning as Jin Dao Luo Yuantong. After he failed to steal the chicken, he could say "My daughter can be yours, and the child must be named Luo". He was so despicable and shameless.

"Master, why are you smiling so horribly again?"

Fu Ningdie reminded Jiang Wen again, and silently moved the distance between the two of them, for fear that this sinister temperament would be transmitted to herself.

"Ningdie, all the remaining Dan people in Guangzhou and those lost in Yunnan have been recovered by the Hongyang Sect, and we will arrive in Chong'an County a little later."

Jiang Wen hugged Ningdie tightly, and he changed the subject and explained his grand plans in her ears.

"The division plans to demolish the plank road on Dawang Peak, leaving only a ferry crossing by the river. Then we will place the villagers on the Jiuqu River, and use bamboo rafts to transport visitors. The mountains and rivers on both sides of the river there are beautiful, and our Wuyi sect will become famous. After that, it is impossible to achieve such a grand scene as "Nine Curved Bamboo Rafts". "

"When there are more disciples in the sect, I will buy all the land on both sides of Jiuqu River, build all the buildings into "Wuyi Binjiang", and then find someone to sell it at a high price... With the funds to expand enrollment, our Wuyi sect will definitely With great power and fame, you will become a senior sister of a famous sect, and no one will dare to underestimate you wherever you go..."

The sound of laughing and playing came from the carriage, gradually drifting away along the mountain road, lingering on the branches. Even though the road was winding and bumpy, the people in the car were either talking, playing, sitting peacefully, or sleeping. It's like a vivid picture, as if as long as a few people can get together, they won't be afraid even if the sky falls.

Fu Ningdie was tired from laughing, so she stuck her head out of the window again, listening to the gentle breeze and rustling bamboo leaves in her ears. She let the sharp cold wind of early spring blow on her rosy face, but her face was filled with the bright spring light.

She squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, and suddenly she seemed to see a familiar barren mountain standing in front of her eyes. It was lying on the Jiuqu River. She overlooked the peaks, clear water, and picturesque mountains and rivers, just like a giant pillar holding up the sky. It was tall and straight, and a few people who looked like small black dots were chasing each other up the mountain.

After turning around the mountain road, the sparkling carriages and horses finally arrived on the mountain path. Only the faint sound was left, still echoing among the cliffs, breaking the silence of the deep mountains. It seemed that someone was looking up to the sky with a strange smile, and was reciting a poem loudly. The first Zen poem turned into a sound in the empty valley that has not dissipated for a long time...

"People ask about the road to Hanshan, but the road to Hanshan is blocked.

In summer, the ice is still there, and the sunrise is hazy.

It seems that I am not in the same position as you.

If your heart is like mine, you will still get it. "

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Snakes and insects are everywhere, and in the rainforest that covers the sky, there is a lonely thatched cottage hidden by the inlet. The roads are blocked and the news is cut off. It is like a barbaric and abandoned world. A man wearing a shabby dragon robe and disheveled hair A handsome middle-aged man was slowly walking out of this thatched cottage.

His face was extremely pale, his hands were bloodless, and the deep bags under his eyes showed that he had not slept for a long time. But even though the dazzling sunlight outside made his eyes sting and burst into tears, he still stared at the sky, as if No pain is felt.

This simple thatched cottage has been tightly sewn with cloths of various colors, including military banners embroidered with flying tigers, bright yellow Qingdao flags, twenty-eight constellations true-shaped flags, five-direction divine flags, Bagua flags, and more. There are all kinds of rough and variegated cloths, as if the people living there have worked hard to make this thatched cottage with ventilation on all sides become watertight.

There was a faint sound of chanting coming from the thatched cottage. The tone was sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes childish and sometimes old. Among them, one could also distinguish hysterical cries that were like scraping wires. The high pitch of the voice was like the soul flying into the sky, and the scalp felt numb when listening to it. !

Looking carefully, there seemed to be traces of worn-out dragons among the tangled and stitched rags outside the thatched cottage, and these voices were all singing a song praising something.

The man in the dragon robe looked blankly to the sky, with a strange smile on his face, and murmured in a delirium.

"Hehe... Li Dingguo didn't deceive me... Bu Mige is already on the sail..."

"God bless me and bring peace to China...hey...bless..."

Then he lifted up the thick curtain and plunged into the pitch-black, airtight thatched cottage again. Only with the refraction of the weak light, he could barely see men and women kneeling on the ground, and above the shrine What is enshrined is not a humanoid statue, but a complete darkness.

But in the deepest part of the darkness, in the corner where the light was completely swallowed, phantom-like eyes and a mist-like mouth slowly emerged. He was painfully entangled in thorns, and let out a deafening wail with a bloody tongue...

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[At that time, the Buddha was in the Vulture Mountain in the city of Rajagaha, together with twelve thousand great bhikkhus. The great sages of all directions had already attained supernatural powers. 】

[Their names are: Venerable Kochenru and Venerable Kasyapa, who are at the head of the assembly. They are also attended by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva, as well as all the Bodhisattvas in the sage kalpa. They all come to the assembly. 】

[The Buddha gathered his robe and bowl under the Bibala tree, washed his hands and feet, and sat down on his seat. 】

"World Honored One, the deer-staffed Brahma, wearing dirty clothes, entered the temple to rely on the monks to pick up scraps of food, but he killed sixty monks with the intention of observing their birthplace and death. By the time the monks discovered him, he had already died quietly. Escape from reincarnation."

The eldest Lord Kasyapa came forward to report, full of worries.

Sakyamuni nodded: "I already know."

Venerable Kassapa wondered: "Since the World-Honored One knows it, why doesn't he stop it?"

"Those monks who died tragically will turn into fearful ghosts. I will pass on your great magic spell later."

Sakyamuni smiled and said to the Bodhisattva attendants on his left and right: "Manjushri, Samantabhadra, do you think the deer-headed Arhat is still there?"

The two Bodhisattvas used the power of their celestial eyes to search all over Sumeru and the three realms. They saw faces as many as the sands of the Ganges River, but they could never find any trace of the deer-headed Arhat.

Sakyamuni continued: "Go and see the number of dust particles in the world's sea."

Manjusri Samantabhadra acted according to his orders. He showed a look of surprise for a long time and retreated silently.

Only then did Sakyamuni smile, straighten his upper body and speak.

"Meditation does not break away from the two types of tranquility and vipassanā, and the ultimate evolution is infinite. Bodhicitta is like water, which can be transformed into various forms and can penetrate everything. Therefore, Buddhism is not afraid of the difficulties of the Dharma."

Sakyamuni's eyes are displayed in the world of Huazang. For a moment, it seems that there are infinite pearls, reflecting each other. The pearls contain each other, and the shadows are photographed. They overlap endlessly, confusing the cause and effect. The Buddha's light behind his head shines in the air, and the three saints are reflected in the sky. Take it in together.

After a long time, Sakyamuni put his hand on the head of the Venerable Kassapa and prophesied to him again: "Kasyapa, you have suffered."

Then he put his hand on the head of the Venerable Kauchenru and gave him another prophecy, "Kaochenru, your practice is not enough."

The two venerables were confused and did not know why the World Honored One was so comforting. Only the two Bodhisattvas, Manjushri and Samantabhadra, laughed in front of the World Honored One for the first time. Suddenly, a tattered cassock appeared in their empty hands and handed it to them. At the feet of the Blessed One.

Then Sakyamuni returned to the Bibala tree, sat in the lotus position, and used the cow chew cloth, the rat cloth, the fire cloth, the moon water cloth, the maternity cloth, the temple cloth, the tomb cloth, and the wish cloth. Sangha pear robes made of haphazardly sewn pieces of royal official cloth and trading cloth were draped over the body.

[The King of Kings is the Sixth Heavenly King, and the Holy One of Holy Ones is the Great Enlightenment Buddha. 】

[A person polluted by ignorance is a fool; a person who eliminates troubles is a wise man. 】

[People who have two attachments to self and Dharma are drowned in the sea of ​​life and death. Those who realize the emptiness of dependent origination are liberated in the Garden of Freedom. 】

[Only by cultivating the Tao and cutting off greed, anger and delusion can we be free from stains; by diligently cultivating precepts, concentration and wisdom can we achieve Nirvana. 】

Lines of words appeared on the ground. When Sakyamuni saw someone wearing his own dharma robes, looking at the sky and cursing, he suddenly smiled and said to the old Lord Kasyapa.

"Kasyapa, the cause and effect of the Deer Stick Brahma has been resolved. However, there must be death in life, and I will eventually reach Nirvana. After passing away, this Buddhist robe will be handed over to you to protect."

"You have to remember that as long as the dharma does not appear in the world, similar dharma will not disappear."

"But when the Dharma appears in the world, then all similar Dharma will disappear..."

Then, just like when he first attained enlightenment, Sakyamuni eliminated all distractions under the bodhi tree and entered into profound wisdom. When the star rose, he finally achieved supreme enlightenment.

In that moment, time seemed to go back 360 million years, and also seemed to fast forward thousands of years.

Gautama Buddha once again went to the end of time and the universe and discovered that the star in the sky was a flickering ball of light with a light gray silhouette.

So he stood on the edge of the abyss of chaos, witnessed indescribable horror, and had a brief but fierce confrontation with an indescribable existence.

"Well, it's not necessarily a bad thing if someone intervenes..."

"As early as my enlightenment, I heard someone calling me among the stars..."

"He also said that one day, I will stand on "their" side..."

(Kasyapa’s lantern scroll, end.)

The first phase of this book is officially completed!